Persephone: A Brief Summary Of Demeter's Language

Demeter had seen far too many lifeless bodies in her life – particularly for someone in her purview. Too many tiny lifeless bodies. Each one of them shriveled in her arms as if her very skin absorbed the life out of them to add to her heedlessly immortal one. Six children, six different fathers, all to test the waters of motherhood, all for some urge to mother something that belonged to her, something of her own flesh. But as if the Furies each wove together a tapestry of cruelty, Demeter had never seen a child live past the first week.

But that was because Demeter had been seeing Zeus. Once. Once too long ago to remember and too soon to forget. All of his sweet words, his senseless longings, and the sparks between them that could have ignited …show more content…
They were her want to leave her mother. They were the child’s selfish desires.

These chains – made of iron guilt and tempered by fires of manipulation – were what finally forced Persephone to stay.

By the time Persephone was fourteen, Demeter believed in the stories she told so fervently that she had forgotten that they were all supposed to be myths.

Long years wore on and Persephone continued to live in the prison that had been implanted in her mind. Now she was a cruel hag for wanting to leave her mother, her thoughts were deconstructed and forged into servitude towards her mother’s desires. And yet…

And yet even then there were fleeting moments when she would stare out of the only windows in her house while her mother was off performing her duties to keep the crops growing. She would count the clouds, watch the seasons change, memorize the faces of the animals who passed by. The more Persephone stared, the more courage she mustered to stay looking out that window, the stronger her decision became. There was no doubt that her mother would find her. No doubt her wrath would be as terrible as a summer maelstrom. But for one day, she told herself, at least once, she was going to walk out that …show more content…
She would pull back the veil of imagined horrors, and see the truth in what there was to see.

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The weather around the Gates of the Underworld was perpetually grey and stormy. But Hera didn't care. The storms outside didn't match the fury inside her chest. She knew now. She had known Zeus lied to her, known now that Demeter's daughter Persephone had lived! Persephone was too powerful to kill now that the child was a young woman, but there was another way...

"Hades!" She called to the Gates, knowing Hades could hear her. "Hades I know you still have anger over how my husband tricked you- locked you away to be King of the Underworld because he knew your power, your wrath, could make you stronger than he! I ask you now to aid me in my quest against him for Justice! Work with me, and I will give you Dominion over the Earth, and I will give you Zeus's most beloved, most beautiful daughter, Persephone, as your play thing! All this shall I give! So come to me, Hades! Come and take what should rightfully be