you know, it's not something lu bixing's expecting, especially in jarrying contrast to the way persephone just delightedly flops into the field of flowers, but... as the film plays, it's something that's almost painfully familiar. he's holding his breath, standing very still and still holding the flowers he has in his arms, and -
when it fades, he exhales, and then just plops down next to her, and says, very succinctly: ] ... Grief and anger are powerful things.
[ and that's it. no judgement.
sometimes, it's easy to forget that persephone is a god. in a moment like this, not so much. ]
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you know, it's not something lu bixing's expecting, especially in jarrying contrast to the way persephone just delightedly flops into the field of flowers, but... as the film plays, it's something that's almost painfully familiar. he's holding his breath, standing very still and still holding the flowers he has in his arms, and -
when it fades, he exhales, and then just plops down next to her, and says, very succinctly: ] ... Grief and anger are powerful things.
[ and that's it. no judgement.
sometimes, it's easy to forget that persephone is a god. in a moment like this, not so much. ]