-Artemis-
And here I am. Only at point seven of felt hundred. I start leaning back exhaustedly ... and promptly land on my rump. During my fall I'm accidentally tearing a few flowerpots down with me. I remain lying in the chaos of earth and potsherds. Slowly, I close my eyes and start dreaming of Olympus.
I'm lying on a soft sofa bed in a big bright room. Straight ahead is a huge ornate window, showing the magnificent landscape of Greece. Demeter is coming up to me and offering me ambrosia. Obviously I'm taking it, enjoying the sweet taste and holding my face into the warm sunshine. Now Zeus is entering the room and asking me for my expert advice. Of course, I immediately have the perfect information and Zeus invites me to an important assembly of gods.
Suddenly I feel something cold and wet running down my forehead. I am no longer in Olympus, but in the middle of the sobering reality. Carefully and very slowly Ím getting back up on my feet. Ahh, yes: That on my forehead is just the water that I originally planned on using for watering. Well, that leaves me with the question of how it got there. But actually I do not really care about that, I shouldn't use my "few functioning brain cells", as Hera calls them, for something as meaningless as this. Speaking of water, let's get back to work... argh.
-Zeus-
So, let's see what my kids with Leto are doing right now. Hmm, what about Apollon ... ah, there he is, in Athens. He's just telling an old woman her future. Good boy. I do not want to disturb him. Let's take a look at Artemis. Oh? She's not on the hunt, as I've told to be earlier. Instead she she is watering Demeter tulips, apparently! Such an impudence! What is Artemis doing at Demeter's when she should be on the hunt for me!? Especially on a day like this! I invited Poseidon and Hades over for dinner. What will they say to such an embarrassment? Probably something like *the great Zeus never gets anything right, haha*. Who do they think they are!? What Hades does all day long is sitting around bored in the underworld, because Hecate, Charon, Thanatos, and Cerberus do all the work for him. Don't even get me started on Poseidon: He spends his time playing with the mermaids, or creates a storm, nothing strenuous. The very opposite of my everyday life! I have to send lightnings to the ground, start and settle disputes and much, much more!
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Artemis - and that thing called 'power' <engl. version>
Historical FictionThe ancient gods rule the world. Well, not Artemis. When she was a child, all she was meant to do was hunt. Apart from that, no one really paid attention to her. But now, as a teenager, she wants more. She wants to be in power, just like a real godd...
