Persephone, radiant daughter of Demeter, goddess of the harvest, once wandered through sunlit fields, gathering flowers. But on one fateful day, the earth split open, and Hades rose from the depths, taking her to the underworld to reign beside him as his queen. Stricken with grief, Demeter let the world wither—fields lay barren, and cold swept across the land. At last, a divine bargain was struck: Persephone would spend half the year in shadow, and half in the light. When she rises from the underworld, spring bursts into bloom; when she returns below, the world falls into the stillness of autumn and winter—a sacred rhythm of death and renewal, sorrow and rebirth.

Persephone of the Veil is a haunting reimagining of this myth, where she is more than queen—she is a guardian of thresholds, cloaked in mystery. Her veil marks the boundary between worlds, a whisper between seen and unseen. To speak her name is to summon the silent power of one who moves with grace through both darkness and light.