Old Athens Gods Their Challenges

Old Athens, was city-state overflowing with culture and knowledge. It was the heart of the finer arts in Greece. However, it came to pass that it would see a decline in the amount of people with talent. The Muses had been responsible, or more specifically, their victims' hubris for one may challenge them and they shall grant a wish. However, should one fail, their talent would leave them and they shall return home ashamed … if they were lucky that is. The withering culture crippled Athens for it required artistry as a human needs water or food. So the priests prayed to Athena and Apollo asking to return Athens to its former glory. And so it came to pass that their prayers were heard with a girl named Dexióti̱ta was born. Both gods
The play had a power hungry king who gambled and lost everything he owned. During the story, comic relief both dark and wholesome had lightened the mood. Dexióti̱ta paused mid-story to glean the reactions of the audience. She saw no change, except for a singular moment when she returned to finish the story. Dexióti̱ta could have sworn that a few had were smirking. By the end, the spirits could not bear it any longer. One half burst into raucous laughter while the other half wept for the ending had been bittersweet. Thalia and Melpomene could not comprehend the situation. Through all of the shock and disbelief, they still honored their side of the bargain. And so it came to pass that the platonic ideas of tragedy and comedy would be restored to Athens. The other Muses had heard about what Dexióti̱ta had accomplished. In response, they would prepare for Dexióti̱ta's arrival. With the matter of the Muses of tragedy and comedy taken care of, Dexióti̱ta would accept the help of her younger brother Matthaîos and leave for
The Muses in Boeotia lived on Mount Helicon. With the temperatures being harsh even halfway up the mountain, it was quite difficult. Dexióti̱ta and Matthaîos were forced to burn her many works in order to keep warm, though they soon found the Muses in their cave. Dexióti̱ta and Matthaîos could not believe their eyes, for what had seemed like a dreary cave was what could be called a proper home. With the formalities aside, Calliope and Erato refused to believe that their sisters had been done in by a mere girl. And so commenced yet another bet of the same nature. Calliope and Erato composed a poem of a mere squire obtaining glory and soon meeting the love of his life. The basic outline was simple in its make. But the little intricacies of the poem magnified its grandeur. With each battle scene you could hear the shields clash and swords sing with deadly glory as if you were in the heart of the maelstrom. Then it was time for Dexióti̱ta to perform. Though many works had been lost, Matthaîos had saved the better works of each genre. Dexióti̱ta unfurled her poem. This poem spoke of their hero just as much as it did their heroine. With countless battles they grew to like each other, grew apart, and then saw past what had separated them. The love element was like the sun during the summer, burning bright and relentless.