not sleep here tonight.
slope had a conversation with Hades and what better time that one night alone and cold to hold the end. I put on my best dress, is that God seems so sexy and all black and moody. He was very nice, while Cerberus did was lick when he saw me, they do not deny that the thing displeased me for a bit but it was needed. I saw Persephone. Indeed I must say that you could use a botox session, nothing remains of the little girl that they picked flowers in a field Sicily. Hades received me calmly, in slippers and smoking a pipe. His eyes were tender and sweet, but especially ironic, that excited me so much, one is always excited the most inopportune times. With much excitement I could sit on his lap, he circled my butt and thighs with his big arms and I felt more and more quiet (to Persephone wanted to give a heart attack, but did not dare to whimper). Once settled, he began to speak. Remembered the time I kidnapped my twenties, I said it was his intention to hurt me but I must somehow get out of my world of dolls, acknowledged that the human form that had used for this purpose had not been the best physical presence or more panache, but, however, was proud of the result. He emphasized the wonderful little lady I had become because of this event, strong, mature, sensual, detached. In short, it seemed that he expected only merit a medal hanging around his neck.
I speak, to tell the nightmare, abandonment, loneliness of those days, but I understood that your ears have always been deaf to the feelings of the daughters. I said goodbye, I did not want to mourn. Persephone watched me quietly, I knew I would not eat the grenade this time, her husband was safe.
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