In it sat a dark, stern man. It was Hades.
He had come up from his land of darkness, and was shading his eyes with his hands.
He saw Persephone, beautiful with flowers, and instantly caught her in his arms and placed her in the chariot beside him.
The flowers fell from her apron. “Oh! my pretty flowers,” she cried, “I have lost them all.”
Then she saw the stern face of Hades.
Frightened, she stretched out her hands to kind Apollo who was driving his chariot overhead. She called to her mother for help.
Hades drove straight toward his dark underground home.
The horses seemed to fly.
As they left the light, Hades tried to comfort Persephone.
He told her of the wonders of his kingdom. He had gold and silver and all kinds of precious stones.