Asphodel

And as in the innermost recess of a wondrous cave bats flit about gibbering, when one has fallen from off the rock from the chain in which they cling to one another, so these went with him gibbering, and Hermes, the Helper, led them down the dank ways. Past the streams of Oceanus they went, past the rock Leucas, past the gates of the sun and the land of dreams, and quickly came to the mead of asphodel, where the spirits dwell, phantoms of men who have done with toils.

The Odyssey, book 24, translated by A. T. Murray.

(Hermes and the dead girl Timareta from my comic Nekyia, walking through the Asphodel Meadows.)