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Mae lifted her hand and ran her fingers across Persephone’s pale face “We were not allowed pictures or paintings in coarded to be false idols, yet I have never seen anything more beautiful than this portrait of her Persephone is beautiful” Mae looked back atperfect teeth She turned back to trace the outline of the goddess’s long black hair

Fuck I was puy-whipped

Mae turned onceat me from under the shade of her lashes She had a confused expression on her face “The goddess looks like me She has my color eyes”

I stepped forward to stand beside Mae “That day, hen I saw you, you re-reminded me of her St-stuck with me all th-these years”

Mae’s silence spoke volu nervous all of a sudden “You kn-knoho the r-rest of the p-people are on this p-painting?”

She pointed at the central figure, all soulless eyes and dark robes, a slight tremor to her voice “Hades I know him to be Satan” Her lips pursed and that adorable scowl of hers was back “He looks just like how the devil is described in scripture”

I signaled in the direction of the brown bench across the yard

“Sit”

Mae followed my instruction and we headed to my favorite spot—opposite the mural, a place I liked to sit, smoke, and think ’Course it used to be to think of her Didn’t tell her that, though, or how fkin’ weird it was that she was now sitting beside me

Tiredly, Mae sat down, checking her robe was in place, her legs pri into me

“You h-heard of the Gr-Greeks?”

“Yes, a sine now that it is not ht in commune about life outside the fence was false”

S, I answered, “Th-the ancient Greeks d-didn’t just believe in one g-god They b-believed in m-many”

She gasped and placed her hand on her heart “Blasphemy! There is only one true God”

I shrugged and pulled out a sion didn’t play any part in ive a shit who I offended Bikers weren’t exactly the kind to conform to what society wants In fact, it’s the fkin’ polar opposite

Mae coughed “Why do you inhale those things?”

“It… it…” I paused and cleared my throat “Calms me,” I answered tensely

Seeing her wrinkled nose, I couldn’t help but smile

“They smell,” Mae exclaimed