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Writing Prompt #1,087
You and your mother work hard every day to keep your grain farm running in the height of the Great Depression. You feel connected to the land in a way you can't explain, and your mother is a genius at knowing just how to make the crops flourish. Beyond this great closeness to the land, your bond with your mother is unshakable. Life is peaceful and tough, but fulfilling. The only thing missing for you is romance, but you believe that, when it's time, it will come to you. One night, you wake to see a purple orb glowing in the fields. A powerful force compels you to get out of bed and go to it. It's the dead of night, but you can't help yourself. When you get there, you find a hooded man holding a long staff, with the light that led you there emanating from the top of the staff. You don't run or scream, but you can't understand why. Then he greets you by your name: Persephone. He tells you his master would like to meet you. He waves the staff and, to your shock, the ground opens beneath your feet, but you do not fall. Instead, you see a stunning gentleman on a chariot tied to a pair of majestic horses beneath your feet. He asks you to join him for a ride. Before you can reply, your mother's scream rips through the night.
‟JADE!” My mother’s scream rips through the night. I quickly turn towards our house. I see her running towards us. ‟Please don’t go!” I look back to the male sitting on the chariot. His hand out stretched out towards me. Then look back at my mother. She is at the edge of the hole that we are floating on. ‟Please don’t go with that monster.” She pleads with me. ‟You’ll never come back.” She says looking into the hole.
‟What do you mean?” I ask.
‟Come with me, my master really would like to meet you.” The man says.
‟You can’t have her. She’s my daughter!” my mother yells again. The man laughs.
‟You’re daughter? You’ve forgotten who the father is.” He says laughing. ‟You’ve made a deal that in order to have her.” He say pointing at my mother. Wait did he just say he knows my father? Isn’t my father dead? What the hell did my mother hide from me? ‟Now do you want to come meet my master?” He says pulling me out of my thoughts.
