Persephone wore a look of concern as she inched closer to Morpheus. "D-Do you not like it?"

Just then, the final firework illuminated the sky brightly.

She had designed it especially for him. The silver sparks gleamed like a thousand stars, with two letters shining brightest in the middle—MY.

"Morpheus, see the 'MY' in the middle?" She smiled. "I designed that for you!

"Do you like it?

"Morpheus?"

Morpheus stood frozen, like a cold sculpture.

His heart pounded, but he could only hear the flying bullets in the battle—a haunting echo of his troop's last scream at the battle's end.

It was his father's final bellow of despair.

Morpheus covered his ears and squatted down weakly, his head throbbing with pain.

"No... No."

"Morpheus!"

pushed her away.

wrong, Morpheus? You're scaring

trembled and sweated as if his soul was being

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

continued in the sky, but the person in front

you not feel well?

He pushed her again!

Persephone couldn't hold

the man who used to care for her even when she

the palace looking

upon her arrival. A ghastly helplessness

brought her supper, but Persephone had no appetite. She shook

a voice came from outside.

holding a small cake. "The pastry chef just made this. You won't find

She remained silent.

thought he wouldn't ask

a lot of effort into it? Although I didn't help with the

at him helplessly. "Can

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