Vavara POV
A boat flowed down the river and Persephone came into view. As she stepped off of the small boat and came closer, my smile reappeared.
Persephone. Described as such a beauty.. by the gods, that may be the only thing that any ever got correct. A crown of flowers sat atop her wavy black hair. Her dark eyes and porcelain skin shone bright, despite there being little light in the underworld. It was as if the underworld knew of her arrival, and began to light up for her.
Her voice was soft and melodic as she spoke.
“Vavara?” She asked. She pet Cerberus for a moment before she came closer, her eyes lighting up the second she realized it was in fact me.
“My Gods! It is you! It’s been such a long time!” She gasped.
Here in the underworld, time is very different. What is minute
