1 Harmonia
She watched the man. Only watched though, she never got any closer then that. Ever.
What a life she had, one of the best. She would sit there being second best all her life and no one would care. Second best, that's what she was. Never noticed, never talked about and never really there. She sat at the window and cried as she saw her sister and brother go to talk to the boy. Her sister Dianea smiling and laughing and her brother Henleas patted the boy on the back.
Most people didn't make the connection. Even though Dianea and Henleas had the same name as her people still couldn't believe that she, that quiet little girl was related to theses two shining characters. But she had a gift this may not have one her fame or glory but she could do something other people would stare at. She was an individual she was different and that difference would be her ticket to a better life. When she went to place to place people would shout from the roof tops "she is here the beautiful, the amazing Harmonia .But what was she talking about? Unnoticed? Unloved? Ignored? PAH! She wished, at least then her life would be worth writing about. She hated her life. Being popular sucked, talking about cloud formations from 1211224236234574627834687236487236487236487 years ago looked like it might be more fun than this. She would have liked to have said that she hated the attention and thee parties and the boys but they were alright, OK they were fantastic she loved the attention. She would also have liked to say "I have had enough of my life I shall begin another far away over oceans wide to find my true love and I WILL wear trousers!" and typically the goddess Hera would appear in a explosion of gold light and say "now dear you need not resort to running off on this wild trip of madness!" blah blah blah blahdeblah and would show me how great my life was and then I would stay and marry a young man who loves me. Oh joy. But I knew that this would not happen because Hera was temporarily unavailable because she was doing the 'you know you want to' Thing with the girl across the road who was refusing to marry a man who's last name was loseranem. Big surprise, I think not!
So I would have to do something about this myself.
Step one ~ Think of plan
Step two ~ Execute plan
Step three ~ Bask in glory
Well I thought it was a good idea.
First I need to scrutinize the predicament, In Greek, Work out what the hell it is that is pissing me off.
Ok.
So I don't like, erm, well I, I don't get my own way. That's it! I NEVER get what I deserve. Good so what's next?
I must consider an operation to counter my predicament. (Got to think of an answer).
Right.
I could just ask. Yeah? Do you really think so? That could work. I would just go up and say "Mother I have seen a cream dress that would go perfectly with my new shoes" Cool. Now what?
Execute plan
Not so good. Can't I just go state to plan three?
No
But my dad last time I asked him he,
Gave you it!
No he took away the pink dress I love and burned it! And he said that I was a spoilt brat and I needed to learn that I couldn't have everything and if I asked again I would get it proper, like any other kid! Otherwise known as getting battered, physical abuse or a slap around the face.
Oh joy again.
So what can I do?
Oh why is Hera always engaged? Maybe I should make an appointment.
A blaze of golden light filled the room and the almighty Zeus appeared in front of her.
He looked around and then at her.
"This isn't Danae's place is it? He said
"No, sorry. You should have taken the second left when you reached Iomaz"
"To late now, I always forget the left. Well this place will have to do for tonight"
So that's how we met, me and Zeus.
She watched the man. Only watched though, she never got any closer then that. Ever.
What a life she had, one of the best. She would sit there being second best all her life and no one would care. Second best, that's what she was. Never noticed, never talked about and never really there. She sat at the window and cried as she saw her sister and brother go to talk to the boy. Her sister Dianea smiling and laughing and her brother Henleas patted the boy on the back.
Most people didn't make the connection. Even though Dianea and Henleas had the same name as her people still couldn't believe that she, that quiet little girl was related to theses two shining characters. But she had a gift this may not have one her fame or glory but she could do something other people would stare at. She was an individual she was different and that difference would be her ticket to a better life. When she went to place to place people would shout from the roof tops "she is here the beautiful, the amazing Harmonia .But what was she talking about? Unnoticed? Unloved? Ignored? PAH! She wished, at least then her life would be worth writing about. She hated her life. Being popular sucked, talking about cloud formations from 1211224236234574627834687236487236487236487 years ago looked like it might be more fun than this. She would have liked to have said that she hated the attention and thee parties and the boys but they were alright, OK they were fantastic she loved the attention. She would also have liked to say "I have had enough of my life I shall begin another far away over oceans wide to find my true love and I WILL wear trousers!" and typically the goddess Hera would appear in a explosion of gold light and say "now dear you need not resort to running off on this wild trip of madness!" blah blah blah blahdeblah and would show me how great my life was and then I would stay and marry a young man who loves me. Oh joy. But I knew that this would not happen because Hera was temporarily unavailable because she was doing the 'you know you want to' Thing with the girl across the road who was refusing to marry a man who's last name was loseranem. Big surprise, I think not!
So I would have to do something about this myself.
Step one ~ Think of plan
Step two ~ Execute plan
Step three ~ Bask in glory
Well I thought it was a good idea.
First I need to scrutinize the predicament, In Greek, Work out what the hell it is that is pissing me off.
Ok.
So I don't like, erm, well I, I don't get my own way. That's it! I NEVER get what I deserve. Good so what's next?
I must consider an operation to counter my predicament. (Got to think of an answer).
Right.
I could just ask. Yeah? Do you really think so? That could work. I would just go up and say "Mother I have seen a cream dress that would go perfectly with my new shoes" Cool. Now what?
Execute plan
Not so good. Can't I just go state to plan three?
No
But my dad last time I asked him he,
Gave you it!
No he took away the pink dress I love and burned it! And he said that I was a spoilt brat and I needed to learn that I couldn't have everything and if I asked again I would get it proper, like any other kid! Otherwise known as getting battered, physical abuse or a slap around the face.
Oh joy again.
So what can I do?
Oh why is Hera always engaged? Maybe I should make an appointment.
A blaze of golden light filled the room and the almighty Zeus appeared in front of her.
He looked around and then at her.
"This isn't Danae's place is it? He said
"No, sorry. You should have taken the second left when you reached Iomaz"
"To late now, I always forget the left. Well this place will have to do for tonight"
So that's how we met, me and Zeus.
