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When you spend eternity on a rock there is nothing you can really learn about, but when you spend eternity on a rock with an eagle eating your liver for ever, then you might learn and understand a thing or two about the World. To be truly honest with you, you don't really have a choice.
Well while I was doomed, I learned a great thing about the Maenad : they are not as crazy or mad as we think they are, we have just that in mind because history is mainly written by men. If a woman had take in charge the downright and the memory of the followers of Dionysus, then you might have learned that yes they were in fact junkies (but who in this day is not ? I mean even Artemis get high), no they were not whores, and yes they loved music and art and parties.
So if you ever asked yourself : do they love Dionysus ?, which is actually a great question. I'm proud of you to think about that possibility, take this fire, but I'm also very disappointed on you to ever formulated it like this, give me this fire back.
Gods don't do love, they fuck, they kiss, they kill but they never love and because of some universal truth they are never loved. They can be worshipped, hated, hurt but never loved. Even Aphrodite wasn't loved, she was desired, an object of jealousy, admired but never loved. That's why the followers of a god don't love him, they just happened to be there and to believe that he will help them better than the others from the pantheon.
Orpheus may be the first human ever to actually care about a god : Dionysus. Technically he did not care about the whole god thing, he cared about him because of who he was. Dionysus was fun, he was a great friend and also very easy to love. He flashed smiles around everyone, was honest and couldn't bear a fucking lie on his face without it being clearly exposed.
To be friend with Dionysus was actually quite refreshing.
The moment Dionysos laid eyes upon Orpheus he knew something had been set off. If he had known better, he would have recognised the beginning of his prophecy and the line between him and the artist. But Dionysos was only a god, and that is why he thought he had found the answer to his problem.
You see, Orpheus was quite intriguing and quite entrancing. He had talent, he loved and was a dreamer : he had everything to be more than just an average human. But Orpheus was impressing because of his faith. It wans't meant for the Gods, but only for Her. Eurydice had everything a God coul every dream in the eyes of her beloved.
Dionysus had felt that, it was unusual and he really liked it. He was in fact intrigued byt the capacity of the human to love someone, and quite envious also of Eurydice and Orpheus.
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Orpheus was walking on the streets of Olympia when he encountered the Maneads. Usually he wouldn't have said anything to them, but he was still mourning Eurydice and he had met their God. That's maybe why he started to tickle them by mocking the God and the priestesses.
Orpheus was a clever man, but Orpheus was too tired and sick of the World to ever think correctly.
"- He's my friend not some kind of god to worship. And he definitely prefers to be made fun of than being prayed on, trust me.
- Are you mad or something ?! You can not talk about our god like this ! hissed sharply the woman in charge of the herd.
- No, that's usually your job. responded Orpheus with not anymore so amused smile. Thoses ladies were nice, but they have no rights or whatsoever to judge his friendship with Dionysus. For Gods' sake !
- Blasphemous ! You are a blasphemer ! How can you say this without a shame ?
- Just open your mouth or try an evening with his team building exercises and I'm sure you'll end up like me dude.
- May the Gods help you, Vero." exclaimed the old woman before permorfing a loud scream. Suddenly, all the other followers of Dionysus begun to encircle the man. But before the did any aggressive actions toward him, Dionysus appeared suddenly in a flash. A smile on the lips, but with an interrogative expression.
Orpheus hadn't been able to perform a sound before being teleported to a desert. In front of him was an immense queue for a café. Well, it was unexpected.
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Cassandra could sense that something was off with this evening. She had received the Gift, and it have never once in her life goes wrong. But the first time ever, she could sense an error in the air : something did happen in fact and even Destiny was not prepared for that.
That may be why she exclaimed in shock : "This did not go according to Destiny.", little did she knows that by talking she would alert the authority about her position in the streets.
It's quite interesting the sound a body can make while falling on the ground, Cassandra's was definitely louder as her head was ripped off and thrown from the other side of Olympia.
I'm not a reliable narrator that's maybe why you like me so much, you know I'm truthful but you also know that I'm too clever to tell the truth to everybody. So please take a seat while the new prophecy begins to play, I am already in a good place to see it.