92: love or loathing?

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HADES POV The sound of laughter, the clinking of wine filled glass cups, the music and the sheirks of children playing. This is why I keep doing what I do. For the moments like this. As a community we have suffered so much loss times like this everyone makes the most of it, it feels like the woods is alive. Fireflies light the path into the heart of the forest. Animals wander close to the borders drawn by the melodious sounds of music and dancing and of course the roasting meat sizzling on the open fire. It truly feels like a new beginning for us all. Rounding off the last of my official duties. I stop when I notice, for the longest time all I did was come to my office every day and do my duties but today I cannot wait to go outside and join the festivities not just gaze upon them li

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