Many moons ago in an unremembered place, there were two sisters named Antigone and Persephone. They were very kind and caring. They were fleeing from their homes and land in order to survive the invading Greeks. They shared what they had and cared for the wounded. When the two sisters were out of the land and in a safe place, Antigone and Persephone started building shelter for themselves and the other refugees. They made it home they cut down trees with their mother’s old kitchen knife and made homes using the left over wood for fire.
Years later they had made a little village for the refugees. The two sisters were thanked a lot by all the refugees. The next day they were visited by Iris the rainbow goddess and Aphrodite the goddess of love and beauty they said “You have helped your village well. We will give you reward of colour and beauty. You may give your village more colours to make life and joy.”Antigone and Persephone got to work the moment Iris and Aphrodite left. They brought colour to houses floors and streets.
Then one day Antigone decided to build a palace. They cut down the finest trees colouring it marble blue. The palace was like a rainbow, it was full of colour. The street was purple marble. That night Persephone asked Antigone “Do you think our village is fine as it is?” but Antigone replied “No! Do you think we worked hard on this just to call it a village? I know that I didn’t, and we are not finished yet we will add gate and grape vines for wine and when we are done we will have a feast. It is a city.” “We will make this place a dream” she continued.
Days past and gold gates were built, while those gates were built Persephone was out picking flowers. When she got back they were tall and wide. There were four tall men at the gates and when Persephone tried to go in they crossed their long pointy spears in front of her and asked her her name.
“Guards?”
“Antigone never told me that we were getting guards” Persephone thought”
“We asked for your name” another guard said Just them a voice said “oh she can go” it was Antigone. Persephone ran through the gates and was about to question the guards but… “What are the flowers for” Antigone asked snatching them “Because they would look really nice woven around the gates. She continued holding them up at the gates.
That night Persephone asked Antigone “Do we need everything we have built here? Maybe we should stop. I mean we only made this city for us and the refugees to stay in during the war.” But Antigone wasn’t going to stop now “NO! As if I am going to stop now, we have got so far. We are going to carry on.”
The next day Persephone went out to pick some flowers but when she got home there was ANTIGONE written in big capital bold letters in un ignorable purple marble! That was it Antigone had gone too far. Then Antigone turned up “Do you like my beautiful work of art that I have designed ad built all on my own! But Persephone replied shouting “No! I don’t like your work of art because you didn’t just do it on your own. We all done it together but you carried on and ruined it with your HUBRIS!” Persephone replied shouting “Hubris? You ruined it you didn’t even help me make it, I spent days on end working and working on this city to make it perfect and you can’t even appreciate it, you are very ungrateful sister.” Antigone replied calmly with a smirk.
“CITY! We only made this as a shelter for during war. All you care about is being in charge of a town/city.” Persephone continued.
“No!? I just thing these people deserve a better home than the gods and I am the god of this city, because I am a god this why I am doing this, I have the power to do anything I want to I should take over Aphrodite’s place as a god I am beautiful prettier than Aphrodite and I deserve to live in a better place than mount Olympus, I should have my own city to rule I can handle It.
There was a big BANG! The banks filled with colour, Purple, Green, Blue, Violet, Indigo, Red, Pink, Silver, Orange, Yellow, and more, flooding the city mixing turning black everybody ran slamming the gold gates behind them nobody was left in the town but Antigone everything was black even Antigone the gold gates were black the palace was black. When Antigone finally managed to get to her feet her hair was slimy it was moving she didn’t feel herself at all she looked in the black palace at her reflection SHE WAS A GORGAN! Then Antigone heard a voice “I hope your happy now, you have a town to yourself to rule I don’t now about pretty but there what you asked for!!!”Then another voice shouted “Stay there you can’t leave I hope you’re happy now!”
or many years and still today Antigone lay in the same city freezing any animal passing.