growing narcissus underneath the earth

Suddenly, their eyes met, and Tighnari felt a shudder of awe ripple through him - those irises beheld a red deeper than the richest of rubies, the god’s eyes were captivating. The bone-deep fear he felt in the darkness had long since dissipated in the other’s presence, so it was the prolonged eye contact that pulled his eyes away. He was never the best in other’s company.

Tighnari felt like the god could see right through him, as if he were glass, and the other could judge every single decision he’d ever made.

A re-imagined tale of Hades and Persephone, retold through the lens of Tighnari, a young godling with a fondness for flowers who stumbles his way into the Underworld and finds himself face to face with the Lord of the Dead himself. Tighnari seeks reprieve from all that his mother wishes upon him, and the Underworld begins to offer him so many more comforts than he would've hoped for.