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The voices began as whispers, but soon they became screams, echoing through the desolate halls of forgotten temples.
Every step carried me deeper, as though I had wandered into the underworld, where only memory and silence remained. Beneath my feet lay bone and broken stone, each one telling a story of lives that had come before.
In the darkness, I found a pit, endless and cold, pulling me into its spiral of doubt. It promised there was no escape, that I should simply follow the shadows.
For a moment, I almost believed it.
Then, in the deepest silence, I noticed tiny sparks dancing against the darkness. One by one, they gathered like stars, refusing to surrender to the night.
I realised the path was never meant to trap me.
So I began to weave hope into every broken thread of my story, letting the current carry away fear while holding fast to faith.
The underworld was never my destination.
It was only the place where I discovered my own light.
And with that light, I found the way home.
I used the Archetype of Persephone and Hades from Greek mythology.
This is also the Archetype of Pluto and Scorpio ♏️.
With love, coffee, poetry, and stardust,
— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫
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