60- Persephone

"I do not know if I can do this,"

Persephone stood on the frozen lake now, her arm around her barely covered body as she stared at her reflection below her.

She looked calm. Perfectly collected but she knew it was because she had perfected the act of pretense and this was only what this was.

Pretense.

The sprites that had left the lake now surrounded her, their blue lights bringing some sort of haze through the darkness of the night as more snow fell, their buzzing sounds loud as they spoke to her.

You can. Trust him.

A small sad chuckle left her lips with some steam as she said, "I have always trusted Leonidas. Maybe now it is a little bit too much. Is it wrong? That I feel this way?"

Sometimes we get hurt by the people we love because we put so much hope in them and they are never perfect enough to do as we want.

"It is scary," She said breathing out again as she looked up at the sky, the dark sky overflowing with stars that glared down at her. "Even they seem to have some sort of m