Ch. 200: Persephone
Argh, I groaned inwardly as I flipped through my notes once more. The fans of the press room were spinning at full force but they offered very little comfort for my burning head. As I thought harder on the case before me my hair started to one alive and grow longer, it was something that had to do with my powers as the goddess of vegetation and seasons.
Due to my stress levels my hair would grow and certain things would react to me. It made me a seasoned hair stylist as I had to cut my hair short every single day not to look like a walking hair ball.
My mother Demeter was the goddess of fertility and harvest to the world it to me she was my overprotective mother. She rarely let me out of her sight as she believed the world was corrupted for someone like me. It vexed me to be seen like a thing to be sheltered, when I finally had an excuse to leave it was because I had to further my studies. It was the perfect excuse.