I don't think Persephone is the best choice to help you out. She WAS a maiden, and hardly went to Hades voluntarily. I recommend instead a joint prayer to Aphrodite, goddess of love, and Dionysus, god of wine and revelry. He was always up for a laugh. Then again you could always try Hermaphroditus himself.

What about raggmunk

I love him so much

My granny's perfume. The steam rising from dumplings on top of a beef stew. Mum mixing Coleman's mustard in that stained eggcup from the '70s. Our spaniel, Jasper, heaving a hopeful sigh under the dinner table. The stench of wintergreen cream (Ben Gay) on my muscles, aching from softball practice.

Marco

Murky mycelium mutterings

Snowbeast had never seen such bullshit before.

It's a cruel and petty god who tempts us when it is preordained that we will fail.

None of those chickens are 48 years old. Source: I'm 48

heavy breathing intensifies

I'm there

Story checks out

Clearly I been doin it wrong

I love Gus Gus

That sounds Pratchettesque

My wading ghost is actually a wild one that I captured. I figure the aquarium is big enough for it - I don't dare remove its shackle so it can't wade much anyway

How lovely <3 Now I must also feed the worms. Sadly, my cat sometimes hunts them...