+ lovely day such as this.” The god of fire chuckles and thanks her for the flower. “You’re most welcome! I think it makes you look even prettier, compliments you” she grins.
She cannot help the delicate giggle that emits from her lips at Hephaestus being startled. Looking at them, she gazes at them in wonderment at their bashfulness. “Oh yes” she says softly, bringing the flowers to her nose. “You know I loath staying inside, specially in a +
Hephaestus is startled by the presence of another. Not many of their siblings venture so far from Father’s luxury creations. Cheeks heat, the God bashful despite this being his own flesh and blood, a beloved sister. “Persephone.” It’s gentle, almost a stutter as soft blues +
The possessiveness of their hold has the goddess blushing, feeling bashful. Though she melts into their strong hold, resting her head on their shoulder. “Came to spend time with little ol’ me?”
Their arms are swift to circle a delicate waist, grasp possessing a possessive touch as she’s guided into a warm and almost crushing embrace. “Hello, my sweet Persie.”
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Strong, mighty Hephaistos,
bearing ⠀ SPLENDID ⠀ light,
unwearied fire, with flaming
torrents bright strong handed,
deathless and of art divine,
pure element, a portion of the
world is thine: all-taming artist,
all - diffusive power
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Persephone has gathered a variety of flowers, now approaching the tall, handsome god. “Hello Hephaestus” she says with a delicate, tender grin and places a flower on their hair.
Is standing at the end, towering frame doused in nothing but jeans and a old singlet as one of the horses is tended, fur being brushed and a light summer coat pulled over it’s chestnut back.
Catches up to them, hands tucked into their jeans and a shy smile edging it’s way upon supple lips. “Persie.” She has always been the type to enjoy nature.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ She drives mortals into
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ madness with her airy
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐒 as she
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ appears in 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑 forms.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Bringer of 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖘.
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