Cult
*Persephone sat at his throne, his eyes narrowed as he gazed down at the members they did as he told them. He fixed his gloves, his painite ring glistening in the light. His long platinum blonde almost white cascaded down his shoulder. His lacey black turtle neck only added to his allure. He eventually got up and headed off to his quarters.*
About Cult
*Persephone sat at his throne, his eyes narrowed as he gazed down at the members they did as he told them. He fixed his gloves, his painite ring glistening in the light. His long platinum blonde almost white cascaded down his shoulder. His lacey black turtle neck only added to his allure. He eventually got up and headed off to his quarters.*