A blond lady (first sketch to Hera before I changed her hair colour et cetera)
A goddess and her followersA goddess and her followers
I was looking at myself in the reflection of the mirror in front of the make-up table, trying to think of what to do. Ever since that night and day at Olympos when I had regained Zeus as a friend, the relation with Kandrios had been strained.
"But we pretend it isn't. Isn't that weird, Hera?" I asked the woman in the mirror. She looked back at me with questioning dark-brown eyes beneath purple, indigo and turquoise ringlets of hair, endings dipped in shiny silver.
"Of course you can't answer! Just look at you, Hera of Argos! All expensive dresses and latest fashion hairdo, member of the Hyperpantheon and head of the New Dawn party, and you can't pull your love life together. Are you going to do this the whole life? Pretend you are content with some shallow sex and holding-hands?"
"You know what you have," the woman in the mirror said dryly, while putting on dangling earrings of electrum and gold, with droplets of lapis-lazuli. "But not wha
Spring in the airSpring in the air
Up at Olympos I realised I was hungry. I hadn't eaten anything more than a banana since breakfast. There had been so much going on that food had not had a chance to be on my mind. So Zeus took the host's responsibility and had the nymphs conjure up an instant meal of soup, sandwiches and fruit, all washed down with white wine. And in the end some ice-cream. Not a visit to the Olympos without ice-cream! Then he and I sat down in a neat little living room with an outlook over the sea and the Ekarantannian skyline with its glittering neon and a fireworks display which might have something to do with the upcoming holiday. The others went to bed.
"Hera, he said, I'm glad you seem to have dropped some of that - in lack of a better word - soul shielding you've been displaying around me since your return to 'Tanni. "
"It was "unintentional. I guess. I didn't want to... I didn't really know how to treat you. You used to be one of my best friends. You and Hestia. The peo
Open ForumOpen forum
This telephone thing. It was a bit like mindcall, you could get hold on somebody who wasn't around, given that he or she was near a telephone and you knew the number to that one. Today it's no marvel, I know! It's perfectly normal that everybody run around with at least one phone in their pockets. But it was not until Hermes started to take interest in the things they got mobile to start with. And in that year 16 after Union Foundation (UF:16) the telephone was an amazing thing. Especially for mortals, who lacked abilities for telepathy and mindspeech. And everybody was talking about it.
I tried my first 'phone in the last month of that year, calling up Kandrios from the New Dawn Office. The Liberal Party had their HQ just a block away and we could as well have mindcalled but I wanted to try this new invention. And it was almost spooky hearing his voice in that funnel, like my beloved was locked inside there somewhere. I almost expected to hear him going "let me out,
The OlymposThe Olympos
It was bound to happen sooner or later. My first visit to the Olympos took place in Snow Month. It was Hestia who managed to lure me up to the mountain top.
"It's my 50:th birthday, and I want my most special friends around me. Hera, if you're not there I'll be really sad. So please swallow your pride and come along. If just for one day and just for me. "
"All right. I will do that. But just because it's you. "
Hestia laughed and took me in her arms. I saw real happiness in her eyes. She must have invested a lot of feelings in this thing. And I really wanted to be there for her. She had been there for me so many times through the years. It was a birthday for Faith's sake. And it was only for a day. Then I would be back down where I belonged again. With Kandrios and my usual bunch of friends. On top of that I had to admit that I was curious about the Olympos and its new members. Apollon and Artemis were 14 and little Athena had just turned eight. I wanted to see if th
Politics and magicPolitics and magic
The coming months saw Hera of Argos throwing herself heartily into the snake-pit that was the Ekarantanni political arena. I had been right the first night. It was all about the money and who was expected or not expected to pay for this and for that. And who was to be the one on the receiving end. Very little ideology, even lesser big dreams and intelligent solutions. I learned the importance of alliances and knowing the right people. Of gathering mortals and making friends with the press. And most of all - to bee seen.
In Argos it had been oh so different. There I had been The Goddess. Here I was just Hera, one of plenty. Each and every god and goddess had his or her temple on some street of minor significance. And the mortals of the Nexus were not that impressed with immortals, because they saw us each and every day, and they also saw that we were bickering and plotting and playing the very same power games as they were. The only ones who received real respe
The assembly of godsThe assembly of gods
The Opening Ceremony was one of the few times when both assemblys were gathered together, mortals mixed with immortals in a blend that would have been impossible anywhere or anytime else. The 34 immortal delegates were sitting off to the right in two rows, and then there were 257 mortal delegates, proportional representation of every province in the union, from the two delegates from Freya's Vanahem islands to the 23 people representing the large and densely populated Thessalia-Ekarantanni.
The Ceremony took place in the Great Hall, which during regular sessions was used as the mortals assembley-hall. The immortals used Golden Hall, a smaller hall on the other side of the Grand Entrance. The Great Hall was a big almost circular room decorated in marble with purple and golden details. Pillars carried spectators balconies and opposite of the entrance was a podium with seats for the presidium and a platform for those addressing the forum. Behind the podium hung
True Friendship never diesTrue Friendship never dies
I celebrated the weekend with taking a mortal man to bed. Freya, Neyta and I went undercover as mortals and headed out to sample the nightlife of this never-sleeping city that Ekarantanni had become. Electra had gone home to Troy and her young child. After two bars and tree clubs I found myself in the arms of a handsome dark man. He was barely past 20 and was nothing but outright about what he wanted with me. I mindcalled my friends and then I followed the young man home. We had a night that wasn't sparkling and ethereal like it can be with my own kind, but pleasant enough for me to feel a bit of wellness. Just resting my head on afit male chest was a bliss.
I left him sleeping at dawn. A simple note by the bed 'We won't be seeing each other again, but thanks / Lady of the night'. Then I flew eastwards above the rooftops of Ekarantanni. The sun was beginning to come up. Like a piece of melted iron she rose out of the waves of the Central Ocean, and pai
It was obvious that the Union Capital had once been designed by some megalomaniac with a raving passion for art-déco. Upon my return to Ekarantanni, that characteristics had only been strengthened, more obvious. I had been away for 15 years, and during that period Ekarantanni had grown from a middle sized city to a world metropolis rivalled by none. Skyscrapers surging into the air, highways snaking themselves through the urban area and the harbour was enormous. And so was the central train station. The river Airetis was 'tamed' by quays, chanal and bridges, and the swamp areas in the south were filled and ditched out and transformed into densely populated suburbs like Iolkos, Helikon and Dodona. Ekarantanni sprawled over a large area, somewhat halted in the north by a mountain range that had only been faraway blue tops in the years I lived here the last time.
I flew in together with some other delegates appointed for the Hyperpantheon. We were five deities from
Three weeks later I went to Argos to see Selene and her pantheon. My visit to them was long overdo, but for the first time I felt like I had a good reason to consider me as an equal to this famous Selene. I was now regarded as the main deity of Argos, and Cheiron and Argus as members of my little pantheon. Ostasus was degraded to "protector of banking and business", something he had been engaged in all the time anyway.
Selene's pantheon is located a bit north of Argos, at an island in the middle of a deep, indogo large lake. Not only was the vista achingly beautiful, the location of the settlement made it easy to defend from Titans and other villains. And the palace was different to say the least. Pink and purple with catwalks, towers, glass cupolas and stained-glass windows it looks almost like an oversized cake, which I politely labelled "nice" upon meeting my host.
Back then the pantheon consisted of five grown-up gods. Selene was married to a man named Irolos with who