They took turns swimming around, but they couldn’t go far. They had a meeting with someone important. Their guest however was making them lounge around for so long that their hair was beginning to dry. “When is he going to show?” Maj moaned. “Demons are always late,” said Mer, the more practical of the two. Maj had taken to braiding her hair to pass the time and now shook braids free. Her hair cascaded down to her belly button and the effect was beautiful, like a shimmering black waterfall. “I wonder what he wants,” Maj said. Mer shrugged. “Persephone said he had a great offer.” “But what do we need him for, really? We’re doing just fine now.” The two sisters were the survivors of the battle in Tetro. After their three sisters were killed, they escaped to Greece where Persephone resided on her own private island.
