Once upon a time there was a Lady who possessed a special gift . . .
Wherever she went the plants and trees came alive like never before, growing fuller, richer, and healthier. There was no plant that would not grow, nor damaged tree that could not be saved with a touch of her hand. As she walked about the fields and gardens she often hummed a tune that lifted the hearts of any who’d hear it.
People came from all around to seek out the Lady and ask her blessings upon their harvest. In exchange for her help they gave her offerings and gifts. Although the Lady loved the life she brought from the earth she always felt something was missing within herself.
One day, while she was lounging in a field of dandelions, a man came and sat besides her. The Lady was intrigued by his boldness and looked at him with curiosity in her eyes. He said nothing as he looked at her and she in turn said nothing back.
After a moment he broke the silence and offered a rose to her. “Do you know what is beautiful?” He asked.
The Lady took the rose and held it nimbly in her hand and though it was no longer a part of the earth it still seemed to brighten. She replied, “Life is a beautiful thing.”
“You are wrong,” the man said much to her surprise, “it is death. Life may be vibrant, but it cannot be appreciated if it is everlasting. It is death that makes life beautiful.”
The Lady pondered what he said. For all her years she had been giving life to things around her, could the empty feeling she had be because none of it had meaning?
“Come with me,” he whispered to her, “and I will grant you the power to make life beautiful.” He stood and extended out his hand to her.
The Lady looked around at all the life about her and saw nothing now but meaningless existence. She placed her hand in his and rose from where she sat, letting the flower he gave her drop to the ground. Where it landed the other flowers started to wilt and the grass to die, but she did not notice. She had taken hands with the Devil, and he was going to show her how to make life beautiful.
-inspired by the myth of Hades and Persephone