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HadesI kept my promise to Persephone, I sat ward on her while she was tripping down in those deep dimensions so far away from the world we can fathom with our normal senses. There were dimensions there which we could hardly figure out, and I understood that some trippers actually became crazy after a while, like Medusa was said to have been. Even I, lending just a piece of my mind, was affected. My cousin held on to that fragment of mind like a security rope, and she was also using it as a telephone line, sending back her impressions. And I was trying to sort these impression with my logical mind, even if everybody said it was futile. Still, I worked that way. I craved logic. I wanted to understand.
This made me change my mind about these trips, and suddenly Persephone and I found ourselves in reverse roles.
"You're just walking around, Athi," she said. "What is it you are looking for?"
"There are no such things down there. It's another world. We can't apply our logic upon i
PersephoneWhile Eleithya went on with soul healing my young cousin Persephone was the one to open my eyes for a new area of research. It all started with me almost colliding with Demeter at the pathway outside my Olympic home. Demeter managed to avoid crashing into me with an odd manoeuvre which almost had her ending up in the thorn bushes instead. I took hold of her arm and noticed that she was pale as a snowman and that her beautiful, dark brown eyes were large and worried.
"Dee, what's wrong?"
"It's Persephone, she hasn't answered her door in 5 days and now she has put a block on the entrance. And I can't get through it. "
"Five days... Well maybe she just wants to be left alone. Maybe she's..."
"No, Athena, there's something wrong. I can sense that. She has never locked herself in before, never refusing to answer the door. And now suddenly "and for five days! Why? I'm getting Zeus."
Demeter started ahead, and I followed her. My first thought was of course that this was false alarm
Another Heart Breaks"Okay, class is over, Athena. You're doing fine, your progress is excellent. That mortal woman really did get a new life." Anaktoron closed his note book and rose. "Let's go for a walk, it's a wonderful evening." I nodded slightly and let him take my arm, as we walked out through the open terrace doors and took a jumping shortcut the five floors down to the wet grass.
It had stopped raining about an hour ago and now the full moon was shining trough rags of clouds.
"Something you want to talk about?" I guessed as Anaktoron and I started to walk down the pebbled path through the Cretan Garden. Crickets and frogs were calling out their mating songs and somewhere more human music was heard. Apollon was playing that lyre again.
"There's some homework I want you to do, Anaktoron said. I'll point you to some books I know are in the Olympic library. But first I want to talk about other things. I want to leave the business part of our life behind a bit."
"What do you mean?" We had stopped benea
Set up on the dancefloorSet up on the dancefloor
"This is Anaktoron of Eleithahar," dad said and indicated the tall, white-robed man standing beside his desk. "And these are my daughters Athena, Eleithya and Astraea who have shown interest in learning the art of soul healing. All three of them have taken the basic medicine classes in their youths and on top of that I consider Eleithya being a natural."
The god Anaktoron bowed slightly at us and we nodded back. He was handsome in an exotic way with almost blueish black long hair, light brown skin and the largest, dark eyes there is. Eyes with something surging in them, like a whirlpool and I couldn't let go. At the same time it felt like he was looking right into the depths of my being, seeing things I really wanted to keep to myself.
Anaktoron turned to dad:
"Great Zeus, they all have what it takes. I can start the education immediately. First with all three of them to go over the basics. Then I'll work with them individually. But I'll start by
"So Hera left again?" Sakura sighed after hearing Artemis dropping her bomb. "She is getting repetitive, this stepmother of ours. "
"But Taygeta!" Artemis shook her dark head. "She's Hera's employee for faiths sake. Her secretary! "
"Poor mum," Hephaistos said and toyed with his fork. "Why can't dad... Sorry, Hermes, but dads idea of a marriage isn't exactly a mainstream opinion. He's hurting mum with all these affairs. I want this to end!"
We were sitting in my dining room, having finished a light but delicate supper. Dusk was falling outside and the room was in twilight, a gentle, warm candle-light atmosphere. The six of us "Artemis, Sakura, Hephaistos, Hermes, Auroanos and I "didn't really know how to deal with this information and looked at each other for courage and support.
"Where's Hera now?" I asked.
"I don't know," Artemis admitted. "I was with dad when Iris mindcalled him, told him the news. He was angered of course, demanding to know every piece of information
Poseidon's plotPoseidon's plot
The aeroplane plant seemed to be the trigger that finally boosted my creation Alfapolis into becoming a real town. Earlier it had just been a minor settlement refusing to grove. Those who came to Alfapolis were mostly hothead pioneers and people who had gotten in trouble elsewhere and wanted to start over again in this new town, but without bothering to drop their earlier erroneous behaviour. Alfapolis had become a town of bar-fights, weird housing, yet weirder businesses and family constellations, a lot of illegal manoeuvring, and even outright crime.
Naturally I had been sad and disappointed. I feared that my big dream was dying. That Alfapolis was becoming a failure in spite of this big cross of energy-lines I had believed so hard in. Maybe I had been wrong about these crosses. Maybe Alfapolis was to become nothing, just because there were really nothing there to benefit from. Maybe these Attic gods had been right all the time "that the South wasn't anything w
The summer of 66 became interesting and terrific! I had Hephaistos as my apprentice, he was intelligent, engaged and willing to learn. Then I spent much more time with both friends and family, did incognito beach trips and went holidaying on Crete, not far away from where dad had grown up. Amazingly I had never seen the place before. A tiny village among the mountains, getting most of its income from the tourists wanting to see the birthplace of Zeus. All right, it had become a tacky amusement park, but I guess that was only to expect.
In the end of Highsummer Month I felt different. Liberated. And I fell in love for real for the first time in my life. With that Attic god Aganthanon. It was wonderful. First.
Then it started to become complicated, the way I had always feared love would be. Agy demanded more and more of my time and my attention and he was really irritated when I brought Hephaistos to Alfapolis.
"But he's here to learn. And he won't bother us."
"But I ca
A goddess' work never endsA goddess' work never ends
Taking Nike's advice I started to research the Attic candidates for the resigning Orion's Hyperpantheon seat. There were in fact only two names up: A god named Aganthanon and a goddess named Pancleia. With hardly 500 mature immortals living in the Union Zeus had created, there weren't that many to choose from. At least 150 of us lived in the area of the capital, Ekarantanni. The rest of the gods were spread over the other 48 provinces, from Valhalla in the north to Carvessa in the south; Nippon in the east to Avalon in the west.
Save for Orion, Attica only held 4 immortals, Aganthanon, Pancleia, the former's mother, and the latter's spouse. And Pancleia was seen as a 'foreigner', hailing originally from Akaia, so all bets were on the tall, dark and handsome Aganthanon. There was something mysterious upon him, which attracted me, and I believe the attraction was mutual. But I was not down in Attica to chase boys but to find out if any of these deities w
Hera leaves ZeusHera leaves Zeus
I haven't said anything about my dads escapades yet. But they're a novella in themselves. Zeus and Hera had been married for almost three decades when he started to cheat on her. First he was discreet enough, and I guess Hera pretended that she didn't see. But then children started to appear. Europa wasn't the only one who had used Dad as an unknowing sperm donor. Imandros was the son of some railway goddess called Trimerda and Aglaia was the daughter of Eunomia of Thainavouri. Kids who seemed to pop out of nowhere. But they never became members of the Olympos, and we hardly saw them around, so I guess Hera could pretend that they didn't exist.
It became different with Hermes. Very different. Not only did he end up as an Olympian, he almost ruined dads marriage by his mere appearance. It was not so much about the boy himself, he was charming and smart, and even Hera couldn't help liking him in the end. It was the fact that he was the son of Maia, one of Hera's p
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