Misplaced Affections -550 BCE -Samos, Greece [tag: Hera]
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Hedylogos was standing in the temenos, looking at the dressed and adorned statue with not only an affection but a deep level of concentration. There was, unfortunately, a limit to what he could do or say. The temple had been not only rebuilt, but redesigned. It was much larger, much more elegant and even though he had no hand in the planning or the labor involved in the build, he still felt it was not enough. When one considered the great temples of Zeus that graced the known world, this was not sufficient. But, Flattery was limited.
It was unfortunate, he often thought, how women were treated. The mortals saw them as nothing, and in the case of the Athenians, were preferred to not exist as anything other than a birthing machine. The men looked to Zeus, his king, for how to behave. It was why mortal men -especially the Athenians, philandered with frequency, sired bastards as will, sometimes beat their wives and then... sometimes even worse.
( If he ever married, Hedylogos knew he would never be so cruel. )
It was unfortunate, he often thought, how women were treated. The mortals saw them as nothing, and in the case of the Athenians, were preferred to not exist as anything other than a birthing machine. The men looked to Zeus, his king, for how to behave. It was why mortal men -especially the Athenians, philandered with frequency, sired bastards as will, sometimes beat their wives and then... sometimes even worse.
( If he ever married, Hedylogos knew he would never be so cruel. )