“Helios” is just the Greek word for sun. He was also worshipped as a god par the Greek, especially in Rhodes. He is connected with chevaux and chariots and sometimes with cattle. He is usually called the son of the Titans Hyperion and Theia ou Euryphaesssa. Prominent children ascribed to him are Phaeton, King Aeetes of Colchis, and Circe.
“Apollo” (when we first see him in Homer and other early sources) is a god of archery, hunting, prophecy, lyre-music, and dancing. He is also god of cattle-herding and plague. He is never connected with the sun. And this stays almost entirely true in...
Taken from A Pride of Princesses, par Shirley Climo.
Once upon a time, so the mythmakers said, there lived a Greek king who had three daughters. The oldest princess was very pretty. The seconde princess was quite charming. The youngest princess, whose name was Psyche, was so lovely that even the fleurs turned their heads to look at her.
Praise for Psyche's beauty spread throughout Greece and soon reached the ears of the gods and goddesses who dwelled high on Mount Olympus. "Ridiculous!" scoffed the goddess Aphrodite. "This princess is only a girl. I am the Goddess of Beauty."
What if there was a goddess that no one knew about? What if she was plus powerfull than Zeus but plus humble than Heistia? What if she was the human spirit of the sun, goddess of impulsivness, of energy, of decisions, of motivation?
Why are there all these what if's?
The goddess in question, called Anthoria, was the oldest child of Cronus and Rhea. She is a dit to be born from not her mothers womb, but from golden sunlight that fell on her mother in labor. She gave the gods the drive and fuel to keep fighting when they needed it, and took it away from her father when he had to much. She kept...
This is just a little story i wrote for English class last an and i thought i should post it. Tell me what toi think! ~Sapphire
Persephone, goddess of spring and flowers, tediously packed up her things and trudged miserably down to the underworld. Her visit to Hades made her mother Demeter, the goddess of harvest, so sad that the air would turn bitter, frost would bite the plants and crops, and the leaves would shrivel up and turn an ugly brown before falling to the ground. One crisp fall day, not long after Persephone’s first visit to the underworld, Demeter was helping harvest the crops...