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The field of flowers was filled with the joyful sound of a child laughing gleefully. Helios' rays beat down on the field, as two figures, one tall and dark, and one small and bright ran around, the former chasing the latter, both leaving trails of death in their path. As 4-year-old Persephone ran, she felt cold and strong, yet comforting, arms wrap around her small body as he safely tumbled her to the ground. "Caught you." He smiled triumphantly. "You cheated." The small girl accused sourly, unhappy about losing. The man simply grinned cheekily and lifted the young girl up into a standing position, her small pouty lips making him laugh, "My love, what can I do to make you happy again?" In reply, she lifted up her slightly pudgy arms in unison, hands fisting and unfisting in continuou
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