breaking the fic drought

Short little thing that I'm not completely sure actually works but is also the first story over 100 words I've been able to finish in a while, so I'm really glad to have written it. It's also either gen with a touch of Persephone/Eurydice or straight up Persephone/Eurydice masquerading as gen--I'm still not sure and honestly don't think the two of them would be very sure, either. 

mother kiss me cheek and chin: “I’d have walked out on my own.” She shakes, furious. “And I wouldn’t have come back. I’d never come back.”

 

“That so?” Persephone bends to set her bag down, the glass bottles stuffed inside it clattering, chattering together. “You’d walk up on out of here, you’d be happy. Free as a bird without your Orpheus.”

 

My Orpheus. “Freer than you,” Eurydice snaps, ‘cause if Persephone can twist the knife so can she, so can she. 

After the 4th of July Binge

I tried to wait a bit in order to give my feelings about this season some time to settle--because boy howdy, are they a mixed bag. On one hand, I'm pretty sure nothing could have quite measured up to the ridiculously big expectations I had after season 2, and season 3 isn't a bad season by any stretch. It's a good season! It's a fine season! It never really gels together into anything bigger or better than "good" and "fine," not for me, anyway, but I still enjoyed it.
( Things I Liked )

( Things I Didn't Like )