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Audio Software icon An illustration of a 3. Software Images icon An illustration of two photographs. Hot Brighids Quest by P. Hot Found by P. Hot Moon Chosen by P. Hot Lost by P. Goddess of Spring by P. Into the Dark by Gena Showalter. The Greek Myths by Robert Graves. Warrior Rising by P. Persephone the Phony by Joan Holub. Suddenly, I closed my eyes and cringed as another voice rose from the multitudes and rang with the insistence of a clarion bel throughout my mind.
Lover, somber Goddess of the Fields and Fruits and Flowers, strong and just, please aid our mother's spirit as she roams restless through the Darkened Realm without the comfort of a Goddess Opening my eyes I met her gaze. O Demeter, we do cal upon thee, that our sister who has passed Beyond be accorded the comfort of a Goddess O gracious Goddess who gives life through the harvest, I do ask your indulgence for my beloved wife who has passed through the Gates of the Underworld and dwel s evermore beyond the comfort of a Goddess With a mighty effort I blocked the teeming throng from my mind.
Their entreaties are valid. It is fact that there is no Goddess of the Underworld. The Goddess of the Riches of the Field cannot abandon her realm and descend into the Land of the Dead. They need light and care and Light and life fol ow the child. She is exactly what is needed within that shadowy realm. Instantly the stalks fil ed and straightened and burst into bril iant bloom. Despite her faults, she was so precious, so fil ed with the joy of life. There was no doubt that I loved her dearly.
I often wondered if my fierce devotion had kept her from growing into Goddess of her own realm. I straightened my shoulders. It was past time that I taught my daughter how to fly. I sighed. Tel me your thoughts. Of course. I do not think she has enough maturity to be Goddess of the Underworld.
Eirene was correct. Persephone was a lovely young goddess, but her life had been too easy, too fil ed with cosseted pleasures.
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