Mortals have come to the Underworld? Whatever for? I had always been under the impression that mortals feared death. Surely they would know that there’s no surer way of dying than coming here? And how had they gotten in to begin with? Old Charon must have been accepting bribes again. I can’t imagine that his lord would be particularly happy to hear that…
No matter. It’s none of my affair. My love is for light. For life. I’m meant for creating growth. New life. Beauty. Spring. “Queen of the Dead” indeed. I despise this darkness. Buried far beneath even the deepest roots of the flora I love. Nothing but stone
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