Aphrodite and Ares: A Selfish Love Story
When one thinks of love stories it can be really easy to think of happy endings and sweet moments but not even the ancient stories when Gods and Goddesses were thought to walk amongst everyone were they wrapped so neatly in a bow.
They were messy and big and did selfish things for love. None more so than the Greek Goddess of Love herself....
Once upon a time there was a Goddess. She was born of the sea and blood, said to be the most beautiful, the most desired and lovely of all the Goddesses. She was Aphrodite.
She was said to be so beautiful that the other Goddesses grew jealous, angry and so the Queen of the Greek Gods Hera decided to force Aphrodite to marry her son Hephaestus the God of Blacksmiths, a God able to create beautiful things yet known to be the ugliest of them all and crippled with a limp.
The marriage was not happy, childless with a husband who she felt did not deserve her she looked else where and her eyes quickly found Ares, the God of War. Tall, handsome, strong and virile this was a God full of life and power. It was not long till she fell in love with him, soon she was slipping into his arm.
But Hephaestus took after his mother Hera, became paranoid and jealous and when Aphrodite slipped away to visit Ares he saw them and grew furious. Going home he planned. If Aphrodite would humiliate him like this then why could he not humiliate her.
Going into his workshop he created a net, a net that could trap the Gods themselves and the next time that Aphrodite disappeared to see Ares, he followed with that net. Right as Ares and Aphrodite were naked in each others arms, he threw the net over them. It caught them and they could not move, could not get away.
Naked and caught in the act by her husband Aphrodite could not see how much worse it could get.
But it did, it got worse.
Hephaestus called and gathered the other Gods and Goddesses to them, to see his wife's shame. Some Goddesses refused, not wishing to shame the Goddess of Love like that, thinking it cruel. While others stayed and jeered. Taunting the lovers.
Soon they were let free, ashamed they fled. Hephaestus smug.
Unfortunately Aphrodite and Ares were to have the last laugh for Aphrodite gave birth to Deimos, Phobos and Harmonia by Ares, a constant reminder to Hephaestus of her infidelity made worse by the fact he never went on to father any children with his wife.
They were messy and big and did selfish things for love. None more so than the Greek Goddess of Love herself....
Once upon a time there was a Goddess. She was born of the sea and blood, said to be the most beautiful, the most desired and lovely of all the Goddesses. She was Aphrodite.
She was said to be so beautiful that the other Goddesses grew jealous, angry and so the Queen of the Greek Gods Hera decided to force Aphrodite to marry her son Hephaestus the God of Blacksmiths, a God able to create beautiful things yet known to be the ugliest of them all and crippled with a limp.
The marriage was not happy, childless with a husband who she felt did not deserve her she looked else where and her eyes quickly found Ares, the God of War. Tall, handsome, strong and virile this was a God full of life and power. It was not long till she fell in love with him, soon she was slipping into his arm.
But Hephaestus took after his mother Hera, became paranoid and jealous and when Aphrodite slipped away to visit Ares he saw them and grew furious. Going home he planned. If Aphrodite would humiliate him like this then why could he not humiliate her.
Going into his workshop he created a net, a net that could trap the Gods themselves and the next time that Aphrodite disappeared to see Ares, he followed with that net. Right as Ares and Aphrodite were naked in each others arms, he threw the net over them. It caught them and they could not move, could not get away.
Naked and caught in the act by her husband Aphrodite could not see how much worse it could get.
But it did, it got worse.
Hephaestus called and gathered the other Gods and Goddesses to them, to see his wife's shame. Some Goddesses refused, not wishing to shame the Goddess of Love like that, thinking it cruel. While others stayed and jeered. Taunting the lovers.
Soon they were let free, ashamed they fled. Hephaestus smug.
Unfortunately Aphrodite and Ares were to have the last laugh for Aphrodite gave birth to Deimos, Phobos and Harmonia by Ares, a constant reminder to Hephaestus of her infidelity made worse by the fact he never went on to father any children with his wife.
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