#&&. ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ᴘᴀʟᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʀᴜʙʙɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.

[prsephonc]

in the moments of her death, persephone wants to say she felt no suffering. she wants to say she died calmly. that it happened as she slept. that she felt nothing.

however, that would be a lie.

persephone could feel her brain imploding. 

the pain had been almost nonexistent. it was so small she could’ve ignored it. when suddenly, it grew twice in size. then, quadrupled. and so on so forth.

--

with the clearest, bluest eyes, persephone looked up at her mother. despite the tiredness in her face, she was pretty in her youth. she’s less pretty now, more tired. but to the little girl, morrigan was and would always be the most beautiful woman in the world.

" who's the prettiest ? " morrigan cooed, looking at her baby girl with all the love in the world.

the girl giggled. then, " mama, " she gurgled.

she’s greeted with a gasp from her mother. the girl does not understand the magnitude the word has on the eighteen year old. to her, they sound like another string in incoherent babbles. to morrigan, those are her first words.

--

“ persephone rhea !! “ la mére shouted.

immediately, persephone froze. she threw a sheepish grin at the elderly lady over her shoulder. la mére took her time to catch up to the child, and purposely made the walk an excruciating pace. persephone quickly circled back to take the woman gently by the arm. sure, she is not what she used to be, but la mére was young enough. “ désolé, mére. “

no, this should’ve been clarified earlier, la mére is not her actual mother. la mére is a fond name for the innkeeper who took persephone and her mother in. while her mother was out learning, persephone was out with la mére. she was like the grandmother persephone never had.

the little girl thinks, if her days are filled with maman and la mére, her life will have been happy.

--

she never thought the tears would cease. after la mére died, persephone thought she was destined to be unhappy. somehow, however, she survived.

how does she survive now ? 

--

persephone giggled loudly-- too loud. her hand immediately went to her mouth in an attempt to suppress the laugh. for good measure, catalina swatted her in the arm. it didn’t help. in fact, it did the opposite. the laugh escaped again, and soon catalina was laughing too loudly too. 

the butcher’s son, urey, looked at them curiously.

she remembers his blond hair, his calloused hands. 

--

as she sat in the tub, filled with water and lilac soap, persephone scrubbed harshly at her skin. she did not stop until it had gotten to the point in which her skin might bleed. she had to get it off. she needed the scent off of her. the feeling off of her. 

persephone will always remember this moment with such clarity. this is the first time a patient dies within her arms. she knows because she washes herself each time someone dies on her watch and this is the first time and last time she’s allowed her skin to rub raw.

--

calloused hands tucked a stray hair behind her ear. the girl blushed. the boy blushed. 

“ it was in your face, “ urey said.

persephone smiled warmly, “ thank you. “ 

the two stand in a silence, both looking like they have something to say. persephone finally decided to speak up, but just as she opened her mouth to speak, he did too. she gave him way. 

“ don’t forget me in the new world, huh ? “ 

at that, she shook her head with a laugh, “ i could hardly imagine that. “ 

will he forget her ?

--

" well, lassy," miss -- missus ? -- hamilton said as she loaded the last of the boxes onto the wagon, " think of the bright side. you might find the favour of a rich bearorian duke. gods know you're pretty enough for it. "

persephone of the past giggled in reply. persephone of the now cringes. had she truly been so vapid ?

missus hamilton waggled a stern finger at her, " now you behave for your mother. across that sea, you've only got each other. "

the smile faltered. she does not miss miss hamilton.

--

her smile widens as the beautiful boy man reaches atop his stead to hand her a flower. persephone squeezes catalina’s hand excitedly. the smile on her lips is obvious. it’s beautiful and perfect and it’s all she’s ever wanted. 

all she’s ever wanted was to hold kitty’s hand.

--

she gasped as the pirate roughly grabbed her hair. the scream escapes her lips before she even realizes it. dully, persephone hears the echo of her skull crashing against the stone wall. there’s a moment of complete silence before she realizes.

her.

head.

hurts.

will the pounding ever stop ?

--

she squeezes the hand of her father and looks into the eyes they share. the ones made cut of ice clearer than anything found in norden. she thinks it's funny he's from the land of fire and dragons when one look into their eyes screams otherwise.

she wishes they had more time together.

she wishes she had heard their stories.

" papa, "

those are her last words.

it’s the beginning of a thought. it’s the end of her life. 

[prsephonc]

hey y’all it jo n u kno the drill. let’s meet persephone rhea silverwind silverwood ?? fck guys idk what her name is idk its been half an hour since she came into creation

persephone rhea silverwind is the illegitimate daughter of morrigan silverwind n alexander bowman who was conceived like, 18 years ago or whateva ( thus making her our youngest character rn. just like me !!! # relatable ) 

right now, she’s an apprentice to her mom as a nurse bc why the heck not

she’s rlly a sweet kid but she’s a bit of a clutterbug. she’s got her head in the clouds and her heart on her sleeve- nothing is ever where it belongs. she’s too trusting, and too gullible. there’s a certain innocence about her that draws people close to her. 

idk shes a young and impressionable girl whose about to get fucked up hard

if im honest thats about all i got about her but hey hmu if u wanna plot

LIKE I WANT A SUGAR DADDY SO BAD MAN. 

[prsephonc]

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