
She was close with her mother and a lovely girl by all accounts.

The story says she was tricked into tasting. I bet Persephone had an inkling - a curiosity (just like Eve was drawn to the slim hipped smooth talker in the snakeskin boots).

I don't hold it against her.

How could I?

She's heading back there soon. Winter will come. I hope she burns …

… in the most delicious way.
Beautiful close ups and colors.