Even the Gods Can’t Get Any

Zeus was not having a good day and he made sure everyone knew it.

Hera was in another one of her moods. That time of the month. It came quicker now—from every four weeks, down to three, two. Now, only a week separated her . . . moods, which lasted longer than a few days. All she did was lie on the clouds, stuffing her face with pomegranate seeds and cursing Zeus whenever he commanded her to perform her wifely duties.

And she wonders why he has so many demigod brats running around Earth, turning Krakens into stone with severed serpentine heads, and slaying beasts with their bare hands. Mortal women bowed down to his Olympian scepter. They worshipped the mighty pendulum that dangled between his godly, muscular thighs. They were proud to bear his children.

After his reign of thunder and lightning, to which Hera didn’t budge, he descended to Earth for a mortal woman he could fill with his infinite glory.

word count: 150

—Nortina


Mondays Finish the Story: a flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided.

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