“A girl sets foot on the ground with the grace of a goddess.
Flowers blossom in the path she leaves behind.
Her laugh whispers a lullaby to every bird in the land.
In her eyes lies a light that nurses the weary back to health.
A boy embraces the darkness as his true abode.
The scent of morning dew on grass forces his breath to stop.
His fingers grasp death’s hand like an old friend.
He turns everything he sees into the same color as his soul.
She brought life to the universe.
He destroyed it.
She had never known anyone so tainted.
He didn’t know what purity meant.
They taught each other the ways of their worlds.”
— Persephone and Hades