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290 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 29, 2020
“No, Paris was not a good boy.�
“How strange is our mortal zest for fame. Perhaps it is the only way humans can be gods. We achieve immortality not through ambrosia and ichor but through history and reputation.�
(That damned apple that sparked the trouble. A truly dangerous fruit in mythologies.)
“The gods had watched in helpless horror while the scenes of violence and devastation had unfolded. Zeus had forbidden interference, but he feared he had been wrong to do so.
“What did we see last night?� he asked. “It wasn’t warfare. It was madness. Deception, savagery, dishonor, and disgrace. What have the mortals become?�
“Terrible, isn’t it? Who do they think they are—gods?�![]()
Zeus sighed heavily. “I wish, all those years ago, Prometheus hadn’t persuaded me to make mankind,� he said. “I knew it was a mistake.�
"We achieve immortality not through ambrosia and ichor but through history and reputation. Through statues and epic song."