Robert has a new story going, I like the dark nature already. M
Marcy awakens the next morning and Felique is gone.
On the mirror, scrawled in lipstick: Farewell my raisin d’être!
Behind the message Marcy’s reflection bubbles and is slowly
replaced by the face of a hag.
“Who are you!” demands the Hag.
The male gods are titillated but not amused
“I am Marcy Bloomingdale of Queens, New York.”
“No! You are Persephone, ex-wife of Hades!”
Marcy rolls her eyes, “What he want?”
“The male gods are titillated but not amused by your lesbian ways. They take revenge on you by unleashing your love’s late Mother for she cannot bear to see her daughter happy. Felique is her hostage in the Underworld.”
“By the gods,” Persephone, alias Marcy Bloomingdale of Queens, New York exclaims, “How can I retrieve her!”
The image of the Hag begins to vanish, “You must seek the mercy of Hades…You must return to the Underworld…”
To be continued…
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