(Story begins here) “Thank you, Mother” gasped Persephone from within the encirclement. She tapped Demeter’s back as if a wrestler requesting release from an unbreakable hold. The older woman reluctantly complied and stepped back, bringing into view a woman who literally took Pete’s breath away. Tall and slender with long golden hair running the length … Continue reading 4.3 Eleusinian Illusions
The Virtual Disciple 