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The day that Aurelia was born, the sun was eclipsed by the moon.
An omen so fierce the Greeks and Romans alike burned their tributes, their prayers heard all the way to the tip of Mount Olympus.
Persephone, weakened by childbirth, held her baby girl to her chest, Hades by her side the entire time. Not once leaving despite Persephones protests.
Despite the omen that had come, she was a bright and bubbly soul. Locks of beautiful golden hair that was soft as any silk and skin as pale as the moon itself, her eyes was blue as the sky. Ears thst were pointy like her fathers but lashes and freckles like her mother.
A perfect healthy goddess in the making.
The perfect seamless blend of her parents features.
Their perfect Aurelia.