Short Story

Cassia and Emmaline dove for a hiding spot where neither the mother nor the guards could see them. Emmaline whispered to Cassia, “I’m sorry about everything we did to you. We shouldn’t have treated you so unkindly. You needed a real family.” She then proceeded to hug her tightly.

Ceres set into a slight panic gathered herself and set out to find Petunia. Ceres walked around to the seaside only to be met with nothing, causing her to become more frantic; thoughts racing through her head, the last place she could think to look is the forest. Ceres quickly ran towards the forest just a few ways down. She called out to her daughter, “Petunia! Petunia are you out there?!” trampling through bushes and running over shrubs, but then beautiful flowers started to come around. Ceres ceased her running which turned to cautious pacing, her daughter had to be around here somewhere, Petunia always loved beautiful flowers. A few more steps in front of her was her daughter, taking the hand of a mysterious man in a chariot, the man was gloomy yet handsome. Ceres yelled out for her to stop, “Petunia don’t!” but it was too late, the man along with Ceres’ daughter rode off in the distance at an incredible speed. All Ceres could do was shout in despair as her daughter was taken away.

Hester’s heart fell as the realization of her situation washed down upon her. “I don't rightly know sir.” After traveling a short ways they finally reached the woman’s small cottage which was nearly as beautiful as her. Delicately growing ivy climbed it's way up the walls and wild flowers grew at the base of the cottage. The only thing that could draw away from the magnificent scene was the dark, grisly weeds surrounding the wild flowers.

Lystra didn’t look at first. She didn’t want to see the bodies. But as she looked, as she searched each limb, each face piled on the floor, she didn’t see one. The child. Not one sign of him, even as she watched the Enforcers pile the bodies to get rid of. Each body, each flailing arm, each shade of hair, but somehow, the child wasn’t among this pile of dead. Lystra hoped to find him there, among the dead, among those at peace. If the boy was alive, he wouldn’t be for long if he had any luck.

Pluto would have obeyed, but by then, she had eaten six pomegranate seeds, whether of her own accord or through Pluto's trickery. Having tasted the food of the underworld, she could not leave, but when Jupiter ordered her return, Pluto struck a deal with him. He said that since she had stolen his six pomegranate seeds, she must stay with him six months of the year, but could remain above ground the rest of the time. For this reason, in spring when Ceres received her daughter back, the crops blossomed and flowers colored in a beautiful welcome to her daughter, and in summer they flourished. In the autumn, Ceres changed the leaves to shades of brown and orange (her favorite colors) as a gift to Proserpina before she had to return to the underworld.[citation needed]

It was a cold December 10th morning, Mavis sat at her desk, looking over the case that was just set other desk, the court date was set for set for January 19th, nearly a month away. Mavis shuffled the case papers together and sighed, it was another of Zeref’s cases. “Lucy Heartfilia,” Mavis whispered as she looked over the papers, “The poor girl… She has been through a lot, why does Zeref have to put her through this…”

The willingness and fulfillment of her conditions gave here more discriptincy of what it means to face difficult circumstances. Providing a pleasing visual imagery of the environmental changes she endured. "Her work is of great botanical importance because she depict nature as she saw it. " It mentions how breakdowns of bad weather would be passing, the scaling of cliffs and not regarding the danger whatsoever. Although there was times when extreme weather that would impaired her functioning skills, she would still managed to surpass this by trying to depict every single detail to its core.

Proserpina had left her mother to go explore the forest. This is when a very breathtaking plant distracted her. It was the most beautiful plant that she had ever laid eyes on. She decided that her mother would love it, and decided to take it to her. When she pulled up the plant, it left a gaping hole in the ground and light flooded into the path she was on. The path happened to be a path that led to Pluto's castle. Pluto had noticed what happened and hastily chased after the girl. When he finally caught up to her, he inquired her about doing some favors for him around his castle. Proserpina respectfully disagreed, but Pluto was very unhappy about it. He directed her to his castle, and offered her a drink from an enchanted stream. Proserpina did not want to drink from the stream, but she knew if she didn't it would make Pluto even more unhappy.

On the village’s land, there are more beautiful flowers than before. Before there are flowers on the land, there are no flowers at all. The village is a dull land and the villagers “were going to break their backs digging for springs among the stones and plant flowers” (3). The beautiful flowers and its fragrance will allure nearby sailors. The flowers are planted to represent the splendor

Some time ago, magnificent goddess, Ceres, gave birth to a beautiful girl named Proserpina. One morning, Ceres was instructed to leave. Being the goddess of agriculture, she was often busy helping crops grow and prosper. Ceres promptly informed Proserpina that she would be leaving for a short while, reminding her never to wander in the fields alone, and to stay with the sea nymphs because they will always protect her. Regardless of her mother's warning, Proserpina was curious and adventurous. Her mother instructing her to stay away from the fields only heightened her want to explore.

Not able to stand it any longer Ceres rushes home. She calls for Proserpina. Up and down the beach she looks, seeing no sign of her daughter. She enters the woods, hoping to find her there. Running, frantically she begins to dread the worst. Suddenly, she sees a massive hole in the ground. Her heart sinks when she sees something else, hoof prints and a bundle of flowers, cast aside. “PROSERPINA!” she

“Since six seeds stayed in your mouth you will have to spend one month for each seed in the underground with King Pluto,” explained Mother Ceres. “Do you understand?”

"Yes, I do!" Dad shouts back. I barge into the room to see mom with blood coming from her temple and nose, along with sprinkled on her delicate features. He raises his hand just as I push him away from mom. His eyes turn into an icy glare and his face flushes red with rage. Dad pushes past me as he pins mom to the floor and raises his fist but pauses.

Proserpina pulls away and looks her mother in the eyes, “Mother we have to get out of here; King Pluto wants to keep me here forever.”

It took very long, but by sunset, she recognized her farm and her fields. But it had been destroyed. The fields looked as if they had erupted, and her animals were missing. But her house was the saddest . . . it was gone. All her belongings were scattered everywhere.