In any case, I have a story, already finished thank heavens, that I wrote last year during English. It's a bit odd but I kind of like how it turned out. Just as a little background, last year in English we were spending a lot of time on Greek Mythology. I noticed that one of the Gods, Hera (Zeus's wife), got a bad wrap. Basically, everyone hated her because she was jealous of the women that her husband would go have affairs with! I felt that her side of the story should be heard so I commenced to write it. I tried to keep it as close to myth as possible but I have taken some liberties with it.
Well, enjoy!
Hera
“Aren’t you excited? Within a few hours you’ll be married!” Chara exclaimed as she straightened her cousin’s veil. “And to the god Zeus no less!”
Hera sighed sadly. “Are you so wiling to get rid of me?”
“No! I am happy for you! This is an important time. Aren’t you excited or at least halfway happy?”
“He tricked me. I never really had a choice in the matter. How could I know that he would disguise himself as such a harmless looking cuckoo? And then he . . .” she broke off, anger and shame in her eyes then after a moment she resumed her lament. “He doesn’t love me anyways. You’ve heard of his escapades, as have I. You know he will never be a faithful husband.”
“He loves you, I’m sure. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. It’s love in his eyes,” Chara tried to reassure her distraught cousin while straightening the hem of Hera’s silver gown.
“Rather lust I would say,” Hera snorted, her eyes glistening with tears. “I know I’m beautiful but now it seems to have landed me into a rather unwanted predicament,” a curl escaped her massive up-do. She viciously brushed it aside.
Chara carefully pinned the offending curl up with a sparkling star. “Now it can’t be as bad as you make it sound. He is very powerful; he is the god of the heavens, after all. Why are you so against this marriage in the first place?”
“You just don’t understand, Chara. I wanted to make a name for myself before I became tied down. Do you realize that I still don’t have power over anything? Even you are the Goddess over something.”
“Kittens,” Chara proudly announced. “I’m the Goddess of Kittens.”
“Now I’ll be stuck with something because I’m his wife,” Hera moaned.
“You’ll be the queen of all the gods!” Dina said brightly but just received a sob in return
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“Is it too much to ask for that I love the one I marry, and he love me?” Hera’s voice was no more than a whisper for that is all she could muster with tears coursing down her face.
“Oh, I know,” Chara’s caring voice took on a much different tone. “You’re still weepy over that mortal, what’s-his-name.”
“Takis,” Hera replied, her face in her hands. “His name is Takis.”
“Come on, Hera, you know that it wouldn’t have ever worked out, even if Zeus hadn’t decided to marry you. He was a mortal! Within a few years he will be with Hades as the Fates dictate.” She was sewing another star on Hera’s cloud veil but Hera pushed her aside.
“Leave me,” her voice was filed with despair. “Please, Chara. Leave me.”
