Penelope
Not a day passed in the Underworld that I wasn’t needed to put out a fire somewhere. Dressed for success, I made my way through the long hallway, gliding along the golden floor to the front door. The handles twinkled as the old butler opened them for me and I stepped outside into the same old night. I wasn’t sure why I kept expecting it to be different. Everything was always the same.
With a sigh, I caught my reflection on the golden floor. Despite the darkness, all the excessive metal shimmered and shone with enough intensity to blind. Anyone new to the Underworld would probably admire the stuff but after a century, I’d seen enough gold for a lifetime.
Typical humans and their insatiable greed. We only asked for a small fare but they kept arriving with as many riches as they c
