MYTH AGE

In the broad strokes, Thanatos is like a gray crystal ball floating in the morning mist, and Hypnos is like a poppy with butterflies in the pale golden sunlight. And Hades is like a long road of black silence. In fact, many of the articles give me the feeling of walking in a cold land of periwinkles. But Hades was more distant. And it's so pure black. But it is not darkness and malice, just silence, the justice of eternal silence but the solemnity of tolerance. He was just going to the deepest place.

I'm thinking that I prefer the Orphic system much more than the Homeric and Hesiod system.

There is indeed some evidence about the teenage love of the ancient Greeks... But I never loved Eurystheus.

This is another tender, almost sentimental story. The age of mythology is gone, Mother Earth is no longer there, and when Thanatos kills her, he must have declared that he will never be close to anyone again.

I hate Agamemnon and his children.

... Ares... The great god... So cute. ... Oh, it's just pitiful. He is a father who loves his children so much, but the children have to die one after another. Hippolyta and Penthesilea are both excellent. It's a pity that he can't avenge them. How helpless and sad he was.

At that time, Hector cried bitterly while reading the Iliad, from when he said goodbye to Andromache to when Priam held his funeral. He recited those verses all the time, as if he was still here. He did a lot of embellishment in the movie Troy, making both Paris and Briseis look like fools by comparison (Hollywood's cardinal sin in this show!). He also knew that he was not as brave and fearless as Achilles. Knowing that he is a mortal after all, with all the fears and mediocrities of mortals. But he was worthy of the walls of Troy, the most outstanding son of the wise King Priam. Noble, noble, Hector with shining bronze helmet. No pity for his elderly parents, young son, and wife who lost everything because of Achilles and died alone. It is difficult to say that he is innocent, and that would be a shame for the kind-hearted Patroclus. Just mourning. His death was made heavier by the heartbreak of his loved ones, surpassing that of the extraordinary but single Achilles, loved by the gods. His death can be said to have pushed Troy's tragedy to a climax. The movie "Trojan Horse Massacre" is more real and reflective. Paris said, you saved me again. Hector said, You are my brother. That's all. That was all the reason he was willing to protect the man who would destroy Troy. So... Of course I cried even harder. More reality in the new Trojan Horse Massacre. Paris is stubborn, but not stupid. He had an air of anguish about defying the world. To save Helen. Kassandra's shrill scream and grief. Menelaus's misplaced love and guilt. Helen shouted at the top of the city not to go, Achilles is an arrogant man!! Helen tells Menelaus that she cannot love you. It's all heavy. In this painful world, love is the only divine grace. Does Paris feel any guilt for his brother in the poem? Although I have never read it, I should have it. No matter what, his brother who spared no one on the battlefield always protected everyone without any complaints. Even Helen would weep for him.

If I were to choose a song for Hades, I think Zhifang's "Harmony ~ The Wind Comes" would be very suitable. That kind of cold and distant feeling, the wind surges up, flies across the sky and then gradually disappears, is very similar to his state of mind. I especially thought that if the wind really blows in the land of periwinkles, then it must be so.

Because Athena fully supported her father's words, she never had a good impression of her.

It turns out it can still be like this!