Post 3

    Persephone opens her eyes, waking to a soft voice, the soft melody seemed familiar to her. She had to be dreaming, lucid because she could control what she was doing. The melody sounded so familiar as if-

    A shriek sliced through the still air as if it were a knife. She quickly moves through the big white room, brightly lit, almost blinding her. It was weird, the faster she ran the further it seemed she had to go. The source of the shriek was behind a floral white wooden door. 

Wait, this looks like my old room before- her train of thought was cut off again by the soft melody, it was sweet and soft, like the drizzling rain. And the voice was familiar like she had heard it before, Persephone blinked as the door vanished. And she saw a girl, about 13 years old rocking a small child, the child had raven black hair and was sobbing, hiccups ever so often as the older girl sang. 

This is Callie when she was 13! And that must be me when I was 4. 

The newly identified baby Persephone grabbed onto her cousin’s shirt and pressed her face into it, while the curly-haired girl whispered soothing words to her, like “eínai entáxei”  and “típota den prókeitai na sas vlápsei” which Persephone translated to ‘it’s okay’ and ‘nothing is going to hurt you’

    “This must have been after the Malibu house fire,” Persephone realized as she looked at her younger version being comforted by a younger version of Callie. Callie looked so young, yet to be touched by her father's death.

‘Nani Nani to pedhi

Oso na ’pokimithi

Oso na ’rthi I mana tou

Na tou feri louloudha

Ore na tou feri louloudha

Moskhos ke gharoufala’

Persephone found that even though she has not heard that song in about a decade she can still sing it, her mind reflexively translating it. 

(Sleep, sleep child

So you will go to sleep

So your mama will come

Bringing you flowers

Oh, bringing you flowers

Carnations and daisies)

How fitting, the song was about flowers like Persephone the goddess of spring. 

Persephone watched the pair, and she smiled softly. Callie had been there for her after the house fire when her twin was also grieving he had become isolated and closed off.

Persephone had been heartbroken and traumatized. She began to feel the memories that she shoved into a small corner of her mind slowly come crawling up.

She could smell the burning parts and could feel the heat crawl up on her.

She gasps in shock as she sees the fiery orange flames, crackling and sizzling.

Perci could see her room go up in blazes, quickly spreading through the house, all she could see was the memories, the small memories of her childhood slowly being reduced to ashes.

She felt the heat, the smoke, and helplessness.

“No!” she screamed as she ran forward anywhere but here. She felt the smoke traveling into her choking her.

Persephone’s eyes spring open, sweat dripping down her neck, a foreboding feeling crawling through her as she let silent tears cascade down her damp cheeks. She hadn't had that nightmare in a long time.

    “It’s okay, it was just a dream, that was only a dream” Persephone muttered softly, only to be interrupted by a meow, and a fast paw steps racing toward her. A soft smile spread across her face as she saw her kitten coming toward her. Perci quickly wiped the tears from her eyes as she chuckled.

    

    “Hey Blue!” the blue kitten purred as she nuzzled Persephone, her tail wrapped around Persephone and her purring slowly calming down the frightened teen. Persephone ran her hand through the soft fur. Blue seemed to have a sixth sense to her distress. Perci’s frantic nerves slowly subsided, and her breathing slowed. She lay her head back on her bean bag, scratching her kitten’s ear and slowly succumbing to the exhausting of reliving her past. Blue curled up next to her, purring slightly.