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“Neither light nor wind makes its way here, yet the king's sun enters." Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she could vaguely make out an approaching figure. Draped in a long, thin veil, he reached her, and bony fingers gently grasped her hand, lifting it to his covered mouth for a soft kiss. "You do not visit my kingdom often, Queen Persephone. Your nightmares keep you awake. They keep you from me." "Hypnos," she whispered, resisting the urge to pull away from this strange God. "I have not come to talk about my dreams," Persephone continued. "You know who I am; do you know why I have come?” — Heidi Hastings
Neither light nor wind makes its way here, yet the king's sun enters." Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she could vaguely make out an approaching figure. Draped in a long, thin veil, he reached her, and bony fingers gently grasped her hand, lifting it to his covered mouth for a soft kiss. "You do not visit my kingdom often, Queen Persephone. Your nightmares keep you awake. They keep you from me."
"Hypnos," she whispered, resisting the urge to pull away from this strange God. "I have not come to talk about my dreams," Persephone continued. "You know who I am; do you know why I have come?