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The Assembly of the Gods

By Sannion

The name’s Hermes. Yeah, that Hermes, the busiest god on Mount Olympos. You name it, I’ve probably got my hands in it. Commerce, language, thievery, agriculture, religion: these are just a few of the things I’ve invented over the centuries. I’m the one who sends you dreams at night. I control the roll of the dice. And when you die I’ll be there to guide you into the next world. When the gods wish to communicate with mankind, it’s me they trust to deliver the message, especially father Zeus who employs me as his personal pimp and hitman. You’d think all that would be too much for even a dozen gods, but I handle it pretty well. What can I say, I’ve always been a good multi-tasker.

But even my considerable talents are taxed when it comes to fulfilling my duties as herald of the gods. You see, when the gods decide to call one of their grand assemblies it’s my responsibility to make sure that everything runs smoothly. Do you have any idea what that actually involves? No. No you do not.

Read the original article at: The House of Vines

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