Doom of Zeus Greek Myth Graphic Novel – the Making of….

Doom of Zeus Greek Myth Graphic Novel – the Making of….

This is an exciting new direction and I thought you would like to travel along the journey with us as we discover and are learning.

The final publication will have several forms as we work with an indi agent who works in Hybrid Publishing. Basically that is getting the book out in several forms and with several services; our first task is online publishing with various sites, then on to major publishers and being able to buy the book via all online distributors  and in the shops eventually too.

The first draft is about to be blogged and we are aiming for you our supporters to build up interest and followers towards the eventual publication in all its glory.

To enable prolific artist Tony Lawrence to visualise the very florid characters in these ancient and indeed ‘Graphic’ tales I have used my quaint scribbles to help him formulate a vision. The first draft blog will contain these scribbly pics and may be your last chance to see them; enjoy.

The main activity for me has been research. I wrote the draft of the story in half a day, and here we are two months down the road at the draft script stage. I have had the idea bubbling away in my mind for a long long time, so when Tony suggested that we worked on a project together it leapt out of my inner being right at me. It would be perfect I knew, full of the scenes and characters which would suit Tony’s styles so well.

I cannot wait to see what he makes of it all (Look out for Draft Two for the first selection).

I thought it might be of interest and indeed useful for many of you to see the fascinating stuff I picked up as part of the research. I have already blogged on the activities of Athene, Pan and Hermes and there are links to these blogs below. The next stage was to consider the appearance of the various characters involved; Zeus, Athene, Hermes, Pan, Typhon, The Fates, Delphyne and the Earth Mother Goddess.

Here is all the material I gathered for Tony to help visualise these characters:

Zeus appearance

Ive struggled to find too much on how Zeus looks, so I guess it is more about getting his character across in your own way. He is horrid, and is always peeved. Is always out there ravaging women. He keeps all the other gods under control by fear.

So quite mean.

Actually now I get to typing it all up I realise there is quite a bit, but only use what fires your imagination.

He does have a scar on his head; when Athene was trapped inside his head Prometheus split his head open with a wedge and hammer so she could burst out. So that’s quite a scar he’s got there.

Some say he wore ram’s horns on his head. Many say he wore a golden fleece, and that this golden sheep-skin turned purple black when he uses his thunderbolt.

Yes he is armed with a thunderbolt.

He also wields a flint sickle in battle.

He is said to wear a blue nimbus, I shall look nimbus up now. Right looked it up, it’s a type of cloud but is also means a surrounding for a god, so ring of light, a halo is a nimbus. Sometimes gods in classic art were cloaked in bright clouds and sometime in rain clouds, I guess this means a stormy cloak. It has also been depicted as a long blue glowing cloak with the sheep-skin and well. Do what you want with it.

He sits upon Mount Olympus looking out at the world all around him. It is said on a throne but I haven’t seen any descriptions.

Some say a double axe with a cuckoo on top is his symbol. The thunderbolt looked like that until it was split from the trident. So I guess it still could, or the back of the throne could. (Ade: Look up a labrys maybe = a double headed axe (a birth symbol))

He is said to have come from Arcadia. This is part of Greece, so he kind of looks Greek. But back then it was the land of spirits and Pan and dryads and nymphs, so he could look kind of magical. (Like something by Brian Froud).

When he rose up to become King of Heaven he wore goat-skin, so a bit of that wouldn’t go amiss.

He was god of the sky.

He rode or more likely flew in a four-horse chariot.

There are loads of things he turns into and loads of things that symbolise him. I am listing them but only use what takes your fancy. Might help with backgrounds.

Stuff that symbolises him:

He dined on banquets of nectar and ambrosia. Guarded by a golden mastiff. Jupiter in the sky behind him. He is described as Lord of the Universe. Lord of Heaven and he is credited with the zodiac cos he sent people to be them. He made the Cornucopia; the horn of plenty. He was the cup bearer as a youth so might have a nice goblet laid about. In older stories he was King of the Oak-cult, so the odd oak leaf wouldn’t hurt.

He wore eagle feathers as a disguise at times, so a couple of them maybe. Thirty guards painted white with spears and shields guarded him when he was a kid. He was the rainmaker in early tales. He was tricked with two large bull-skin bags full of bones and fat. Black doves on oak trees. Blue spotted serpents.

Stuff he turns into:

Serpent. And a horned one too. Bears. Sheep. Cuckoo. Swan. Shower of Gold. Thunder and lightning. Quail. Wren. He often turned people to stone so some background images like Pompeii might fit. Kingfisher. Woodpecker. Beaver. Many beasts. Stallion.

Typhon Appearance

Basic Description:-

The largest monster ever born

Thighs downwards nothing but coiled serpents [so I picture more like animated spaghetti than snake legs]

Arms when he stretches them out reach a hundred leagues in either direction countless serpent heads instead of hands

His brutish mule-like head touched the stars

(I reckon there is a bit of liberty with this head business, it did say ass head, and I’ve changed it to mule-like to make it less daft, you might not want it to be too donkey like, maybe boney instead of furry or something.) (see also nightmare bit below)

His vast wings darken the sky

Fire fires from his burning red eyes when he looks at you

When he bellows rocks the size of mountains burst out of his mouth and fire at you crushing you.

Ade’s Additional Comments

He is a monster right enough but there are also descriptions of him as a mighty wind, maybe that is something to play around with? I.E. Typhon – Stupefying smoke – hot wind – hurricane

This quote shows that he was also part of the horse-head nightmares myths.. A beast that descends on you in the night.  (so he could have a nightmare aspect instead of being furry???)

Alcyneus (mighty Ass) is probably the spirit of Sirocco; the breath of the wild ass or Typhon it brings bad dreams, murderous inclinations, and powerful desire.

[Hippolytus (stampede of horses) recalls the ancient attribution  of terror-dreams to the mare-headed goddess. in the north sufferers invoked Odin.

He is in Egyptian mythology too but they call him Python

Extra bits

Mother Earth lay with Tartarus in revenge for the destruction of the giants

(24 serpent-tail footed giants) by Zeus

Typhon was born in the Corycian caves of Cilicia

When Zeus turned to a ram, the others turned into a crow, a goat, a white cow, a cat, a fish, a boar, an ibis, and so on.

The three fates offered him ephemeral fruits, they said they would empower him, but really they weakened him.

Not needed but interesting

Echidne his mate was beautiful, in one side, the other side of her was a speckled serpent

They lived among the Arimic in a deep cave where she ate men raw.

She had a huge brood of terrifying monsters but 100 eyed Argos snuck in while she slept and killed them all.

Older children now grown and in the world included Cerebus three headed hound of hell, the water spirit  many headed Hydra, the Chimera a fire breathing goat with lion’s head and serpents body (whats left to be goat then?).

and Orthrus the two headed hound of Geryon begat her the Sphinx and the Nemian lion.

The Three Fates Appearance

Basically three women in white linen. Most usually described as beautiful, most often as maidens but they can also appear as crones.

They are sometimes described as conjoined so perhaps they could be separate or melding in and out of each other, or just close.

One spins the thread to tie to your back, one measures it to see how long you will live and one, the small one, cuts it to end your life.

They use a sickle to cut the tree twigs.

Atropos is the smallest and Atropos is the most terrible.

White linen thread trailing behind connects you to life.

For Clotho spun you; every incident of you.

Stretched across the rod to be counted by Lachesis

It is Atropos who cuts.

Let their brazen pestles fall upon the head of giants. Where the evil fall dead because of them the ground will burn forever onwards.

They come from the moon goddess so the moon can be in the image or can effect the way you depict them.

They are the death aspect of the moon goddess so there is the option to make them a bit spooky.

Born of Shadow and Night

Zeus has spoken, claiming supremacy – how the Three Fates laugh at that.

Ordinary people they say they resist the Fates; stay in that day etc

Threads flow from us

Babies wear swaddling clothes marked with symbols and sigils; ancestry and family are marked upon the bandages of birth to place the babe within its place

The new, the maiden-goddess of the spring, the first period of the year.

The full moon, the nymph-goddess of the summer, the second period.

The old moon, the crone goddess of autumn, the last period.

The trees reflect the phases in their needs and growth – they are big on trees, types of trees.

Gave us astronomy, gymnastics, weighing scales.

They also brought us the cultivation of the olive tree.

Let them bring fruits of the moment, fleetingly beautiful to empower, or Death-Apple to poison, the fleeting fruits of the Fates.

Gifts: eye of perception, tooth of divination, herbal sickle, sacred bag

They will even sing at your wedding.

Feasts lamb and honey fermented in the Oak Grove we gather around the altar.

Mother Earth appearance

I shall call her Mother Earth

Sometimes Earth Mother Goddess

Born naked from chaos which separated out ie sky land sea etc

As she slept Uranus (sky) was born

He showered fertile rain from the mountains into her sacred clefts

From her flowed grass, flowers, trees

Then beasts and birds

All life flowed from her

The rain filled the hollow places and caused the rivers

She is mother earth and earth is her

She is often described as the white goddess too

She might be a misty vision sometimes

Or rise out of fire

But mainly I like her naked with all the growing things coming from her.

Possible background etc


The sweet acorn

She was right into snakes

Shrine of bees wax, of twisted fern stalks, of laurel bows, of bronze with golden songbirds, of stone.

Her Cretan sceptre; the Labrys or double axe.


a golden apple tree.

Hermes – Hints and Tips on Appearance

Hermes is son of Zeus and Maia the daughter of Apollo.

Hermes is at best an anti-hero with the historic crimes division after him probably! Once he has grown up that is. People would rather jump off Olympus than have anything to do with him. He turns people to stone at the drop of a hat. Horrid he is.

Hermes grew fast, and had many adventures at the age of seven months old, including using the bow and arrow.

So he will have a bow and arrows maybe

And I reckon he had a baby face even when he was all big and horrid and grown up. When properly grown into a large strong man and titled Hermes the Destroyer – Messenger of Death –  see the blog link to him below too.

I suggest that he still had a bit of a baby face.

He was wrapped in swaddling (bandages) as a baby so he may have still worn them as leg or arm wraps (a bit like WW1 soldiers legs).

Herald for Zeus (1 to 3):

1: Zeus gave him a round hat that kept off the rain but sometimes he is depicted as wearing a helmet, so perhaps somewhere between the two.

2: His signature item is his flying golden winged sandals given to him by Zeus.

3: He also gave him a staff with lots of white ribbons swirling from the top, some say they were shaped like serpents. Everyone must respect him on matters of laws when he holds this staff.

Apollo gave him a golden staff of cow-herding and death-easing.

So perhaps a golden staff with white serpent ribbons.

He played a tortoise-shell lyre or a reed pipe.

So might carry these or on his belt etc

He sometimes bares Moly the white scented flower with black roots that only the Gods can gather. Perhaps they might be a background feature if needed.

He is described as Cairn-man or Pillar of Stone sometimes, that is what he used to be in his past life. So could have those around him or something.

Crane are sacred to him and often fly around or towards him. He has a pet one.


He has the power to charm through singing praise

Hermes gathered long grasses and wove them into a pipe.

Woven stuff?


Ingenious, eloquent and persuasive

Guides the dead to the underworld

Oversee all matters of business

Teaches the gods the twirling of sticks to make fire

Assists the Three Fates

Invented the knuckle bones

Learned the tree alphabet.

Turns people to stone

Can shape-change – into a ram

His son was Sicilian

He had a chariot

The power of augury to read the flowing pebbles in the swirling bowl.

Sexy nymphs like Cyllene hang around him.

The Fates gave him an eye as a gift of perception. They also gave him a tooth, a sickle and a crane-skin bag.

Delphyne appearance

Delphyne the womb; the monster.

Apollo was seven years old when Themis fed him nectar and ambrosia. He went to Mount Parnassus to seek revenge upon Python for deeds against his mother. Python was waiting and shot him full with arrow before running to the temple of Delphi which was named after his mother and would keep him safe, that was his plan. Apollo dared to follow right inside the shrine of the oracle to the Earth Mother and right besides the sacred chasm he shot him dead.

For when the gods had seen this serpent-tailed sister-monster they had been enthralled and fearful.

Athene Appearance

This is all I have as clues to her appearance and surroundings.

Born in Libya, lived in Palestinian, born by lake Tritonis in Libya.

So she was Libyan!

Nurtured by the Libyan Nymphs.

She was half nymph half triton, all Goddess

Bright-eyed Athene

She used spear and shield in battle. But would borrow a spear if needed. So was only armed when in battle.

She had an amazing shield in her magic bag, see below.

She went to Greece via Crete to the city of Athenae by river Triton.

She wore an Aegis,  a magical bag. It produced a sound as from a myriad roaring dragons. See pics in link below.

It was a goat-skin bag with a gorgon mask (Medusa’s head) that held a serpent, which is ageless and immortal: a hundred tassels of pure gold hang fluttering from it, tight-woven each of them, and each the worth of a hundred oxen. These are serpents as well.

So golden serpents

[Virgil says the Cyclopes busily burnished the aegis Athena wears in her angry moods—a fearsome thing with a surface of gold like scaly snake-skin, and the linked serpents and the Gorgon herself upon the goddess’s breast—a severed head rolling its eyes”, furnished with golden tassels and bearing the Gorgoneion (Medusa’s head) in the central boss.

Some of the Attic vase-painters retained an archaic tradition that the tassels had originally been serpents in their representations of the aegis.

It was a magic bag.

Libyan girls wore a goat-skin apron, so she probably woar some.

Ethiopian girls still wear sometimes with cowries attached. Cowries are a Yonic Symbol. (like the vulva). But that’s Ethiopian girls for you.

The Libyan cry of triumph ‘Olulu Ololu’ is for Athene, when in a war-like stance she is often depicted shouting.

Some say Athene’s father was called Pallas he was a winged goatish giant and he outraged her. She flayed his skin from him to add to her Aegis.

Others say her adopted father was Itonus (meaning willow man) of Iton.

Prometheus split Zeus’ skull with a wedge and beetle [ringed maul or mallet]. Athene sprang out fully armoured shouting.

As Alaphria she married a goat king on may eve.

She had a rain making willow cult in Iton.

Aegis is a goat-skin chastity tunic worn as a bag at the belt.

Athene’s contained a magic disc.

An ancient disc of spiralling pictographs predicting Athene being born

Athene planted an olive tree as they are sacred to save Athens, so them and willow symbolised her.

She also weaves

Caronis (crow) (mother of Asclerius by Apollo) was a title of hers.

She shared her temples in Athens with Hephaestus (he who shines by day) as she was the moon goddess.

Athene invented the flute, trumpet, the earthenware pot, the plough, the rake, the ox yoke, the horse bridle, the chariot, and the ship.

She taught the science of numbers and all domestic arts such as cooking, weaving spinning.

Goddess of war with no pleasure in battle, rather for settling disputes, and upholding the law by pacific means.

Bears no arms in times of peace. Often borrows from Zeus.

in her rage turned Medusa into a winged beast. She had glaring eyes, protruding tongue, huge teeth, brazen claws and serpent locks. One look at her turned the onlooker into stone. BTW

She was the Harpies, the storm winds as the triple goddess, the Sudden Destroyer.

She was the Graeae, the grey ones; Engo (warlike), Pemphredo (Wasp) and Deino (terrible).

Athene was patroness of a pre-Hellenic medical cult of the moon. Her priestesses of the cult gathered at oracular shrines of dead heroes and reincarnated them as serpents or crows.

She was given the titles Coronis because of the oracular crow or raven and Hygieia because of cures.

Her all-heal was the mistletoe ixias, from the oak.


Gorgopis (grim-faced) is another name of Athene’s. Processions for Athene would carry paralune (white parasols).

She created the golden bridle which tamed Pegasus (the moon horse).

Athene was Laphria (she who wins booty) and was a goat goddess.

Athene changes into a sea eagle, a swallow, a vulture, a dove, lark, diver bird (gannet), but the wise owl was her principal epiphany (manifestation).

Athene’s couch at Tegea shows she is Neith or Anatha the orgiastic moon goddess.

Great Goat God Pan: The Greek Myth Lives On

In the magical land of Faerie where all is possible and nothing is as expected…. Faerie is the British cover-all term for anything fairylike; from trolls to slender naked winged things.

And Arcadian is the Ancient Greek equivalent. this land was Arcadia among the nymphs and fair things danced a monstrous being, half man half goat.

They laughed at him, but listen not to his music or you will dance.

The wildest passion possible.

Silenus father of the satyrs was father of Pan.

Yet others say he was fathered by Hermes.

Arcadia is a place now in Greece, so he might look a bit Greek, but is more likely to have a hint of nymph or fairy. Among the hairiness.

Pan was so ugly at birth it is said that his mother ran away from him. Born with horns, beard, tail and goat-legs. Magical birds and dryads and all are not accustomed to such fierceness among their midsts.

Hermes thought it a laugh to take him to Olympus to show as a novelty. Following his freak show upbringing he went on to lead quite a life, quite a wild life.

He taught Daphnis pipes.

He was humble, easy going yet wild and some say lazy. He certainly liked his afternoon naps; after his revels with the mountain nymphs.

From Arcadia he guards all herds, flocks, and beehives

He helps all hunters who ask for help in finding quarry.

Beware you wake him as you pass a grove or grotto for he will raise with a great shout which will terrify you to the bone.

Pan is from paein:- to pasture, the upright man of the Arcadian fertility cult leading to the North Western Witch-cult and later as the devil – so it is said.

His terrible shout brought us the word and the state of ‘panic’.

He has many lop-eared hounds around him and he loves to eat lynx.

Old goat-legged god from Arcadia.

Oh how the Maenads go mad. orgiastic worshippers of mare-headed Daphoene.

He, Pan, was invited to their dances. upon the high mountains

Amid the Maenads dance there is a shaft, a stone shaft

Pan’s mother the woodpecker taps there still.

This rain will cool even the passion-mad Maenads as they dance an intoxicant dance of writhing limbs.

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I have done a great deal of research in the build up to turning this very strange tale into a graphic novel so that it is all based on history, (unless it was the morphine). Some of the research work helped me create the individual features linked to below:


Hermese the Babe

The Great Goat-God Pan

The Three Fates

Creation Recording


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The Three Fates They Spin Your Thread – More of Adrian’s Ancient Greek Myth Collection


The Three Fates They Spin Your Thread – More of Adrian’s Ancient Greek Myth Collection

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Erebus the deep dark which is shadow is in union constantly with that which is Night and from this long intertwining long ago there came three beings; the Fates. Night has spawned us many more beings as we all know but none so beautiful, so powerful, so timeless and old. Even before Erebus and even before there was Night some say then there were the Fates; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos the conjoined. For they are the death aspect of HER. They are the Triple Goddess. They are the Moon Goddess. They are the Goddess. Some may say her name, think that they dare and remain to be right. And if that name they spoke for the Fates; the Triple Moon Goddess in her death aspect it may be the word that they say would be Athene. So some say.

Of the three conjoined begot by Erebus in Night Atropos is the smallest and Atropos is the most terrible.

Feel now for the white linen thread trailing behind as you go, for it connects you to life and it is her who watches this where you cannot see. It is her who chooses the moment that you are only dimly aware will happen one day. Though perhaps it will be night when Atropos decides. Perhaps tonight.


Before all of that there is the moment of your arrival, spinning upon a thread which you will follow as you will lead it through. For Clotho spun you; every incident of you.


Year by year is stretched across the rod to be counted, moment by moment even, until your line is set, this your length of thread is laid by Lachesis who has decided how long you exist.

It is Atropos who cuts. She determines in the end and you descend, or float at her attending.


All is pre-set.

Oh how the younger gods laugh at this.

For Zeus the mighty Zeus has spoken, claiming supremacy for his sovereignty. The ruler of all, the father of all, the ruler of fate and the ruler of the Three Fates. Ruler of all.


How the Three Fates laugh.

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“I am the father of the Fates!”

The people of Delphi, at least, accepted his mastery of fate, supremacy; Lachesis no longer acknowledged there in their temples.

Some say Zeus was their father and Themis was their mother. He wasn’t the father though, no one could accept or swallow that. They were before even he.

Oh how the Three Fates laugh.


The Three Fates hold the power over all.


Younger gods, however, they say Zeus he weighs out lives in charge of Fates.

The thread of life is spun on Clotho’s spindle, measured by the rod of Lachesis and at its end is snipped by Atropos, Yet Zeus says he can intervene. “Let that one live!”


Oh how the newer gods they laugh.

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Ordinary people they say they resist the Fates; stay in that day, train up to fight, move house, refuse betrothal, dodge the snip. They say they live.


Oh how the younger gods laugh.

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These gods they talk of when the Fates were fooled, unsealed, when Apollo tricked them got them drinking, “Come relax, enjoy; eternity is a very long time.” Admetus was saved, or so they say. And…


How the young gods laugh.


Once when the Pythian Priestess danced she danced into a trance, an oracular trance, what she confessed the listener entranced. Not his children after all, the Fates are from the long before, are parthenogenous. The Fates they sprang from Necessity, the ancient Goddess Necessity she saw the

Three Fates flying from her. Long long before. There is more, if they are from before, then Great God Zeus must answer to them; dangle on their very whim.


Oh how the Three Fates laugh now.

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The folks in Delphi worship only two Fates; Birth and Death. In Athens Aphrodite Urania is the oldest of the three, the Eldest of the Fates; the Nymph-goddess to which the sacred king was sacrificed eons back at summer solstice. The people of Athens know Urania means queen of the mountains, the Delphinians know this too. They are but the some who say, the some who say the thing some say. Not us who listened to the dancing Priestess who informed us of the Mother of the Fates, Necessity for she is the strong Fate, not even any Gods contend her. So Zeus must answer.


Oh how the Three Fates laugh now.

So Athens says there are three fates, Delphi they say two fates, Dancing Priestess tells us there are four, three are born of one and all the four of them become the Three Fates. Let that be how it is explained.


And yes, the Three Fates laugh.


Is it myth that makes the threads flow from us taken from the habit of the swaddling clothes, for they are marked with symbols and sigils; ancestry and family are marked upon the bandages of birth to place the babe within its place for all the rest of its life, to seal its fate. Or are the babies swaddled because we know the Fates will thread us from behind and we label / swaddle to show we loyally are of similar mind. Then though perhaps the Three Fates send the ancestry bandages right after they have cast the thread which is our life?


Family and clan names are things for humans in their mere humanness and that is mortal, Gods and Fates however have their other ways of being from the past and future. Take the Fates, the Three Fates; they are the Triple Moon Goddess of Necessity; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos as Birth and Death of Delphi,  Aphrodite Urania Athenian Nymph-goddess royal of the mountains. Hence their white robes and linen thread, Spinner, Measurer and Unavoidable sacred are they as Isis. The Pariae, the Ancient Ones, the Three Fates are the three Danaids; with three Rhodes’ cities named for them, Linda, Cameira and Ialysa, formerly Linodeousa (binder with linen, Catamerizousa (sharer out), Ialemistria (wailing woman). Yes they are the Telchines; the enchanters ie the Triple Moon Goddess Danae. Yes, they are the Moerae, if we moera-out (share out) the phases we have the three beings and the three moon times:

The new, the maiden-goddess of the spring, the first period of the year.

The full moon, the nymph-goddess of the summer, the second period.

The old moon, the crone goddess of autumn, the last period.


The trees reflect these phases in their needs and growth and character, and the Fates embrace the trees and feed us knowledge through them.


Take you sickle cut the twigs from tree type, tree type, till the echoes of the moon time spell the letters of your learning. God Hermes knew the power of the Fates and assisted in the alphabet of trees. The alphabet of trees is the alphabet of sharing is the alphabet of seasons is the alphabet of everything.


And from that alphabet came everything, for Hermes with them helped them shape us, gave us astronomy, scales musical, pugilism, synchronised physicality, mass and distance. They also brought us the cultivation of the olive tree.

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These are they, the Three Fates who give us opportunity, the chances life brings, and so much more, they bring us powerful gifts, even love making, like with Aphrodite, she was spinning when they met her, now her life is devoted to love, to widespread love and you may call upon her influence because of the three.


Even with death they empower you, send you where you deserve to go, no heroes ever if not for the cutting of the cord to send them homeward, no reincarnating, no freedom from torture, although it is true no visits to Hades where one twitters like a bird and gasps for falling blood drops.


Have you wefted and weaved along your thread as best you could or tugged against the pastel way?


They will fight for you if you fight the way of right, they will fight for Gods and you alongside if the enemy is evil. Let the brazen pestles fall upon the head of giants. Where the evil fall dead because of them the ground will burn forever onwards.


Let them bring fruits of the moment, fleetingly beautiful to empower, or Death-Apple to poison, drink if you will of the juice of such fruits for it is sure that you are pure, pure as the fleeting fruits of the Fates.


The Three Fates can save you even, if it is unfair that you should die, and if loved ones love you enough and cry enough the Fates will invest a twig with parity with your life, so you will live as long as the twig is unburnt.


Please them as they please us and gifts can come; eye of perception, tooth of divination, herbal sickle or sacred bag. Wish them well, they will even sing at your wedding.

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Other great feasts where the Fates are fawned over is when sheep are with lamb and honey has fermented. There in the open in the Oaken Grove we gather around the altar  for the Three Fates Feast.


So every year a length of white linen thread is lifted from the great bundle which is your life and this will be your allotment of line for the year ahead, enough to last, yet, if it were to not stretch quite far enough this is because they have decided this is the end for you. You will not know for certain until it is suddenly cut and you fly from the earth. You might want to feel to see how much you think the Fates have given you this year though, feel to see.

For at its end, either the year has ended or you have.ttfs

Recent blogs include from the Greek Myths, Athene , Hermes and Pan.

Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel First Draft

Ales and Tales around York pubs.

and more as the Skald to the Chieftain inspired by Georg and Gudvangen.

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This piece was originally part of my research for a forthcoming graphic novel with artist Tony Lawrence, but for now I felt the Three Fates deserved a blog of thier own. Current artwork for this blog is from myself. This is my interpretation from studying Graves’ Greek Myths and a few bits from the Iliad. Look out for the forthcoming Graphic Novel with Tony: Behold the God-slayer Typhon the Doom of Zeus.

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Athene Queen of Heaven

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An ancient timeless disc predicted her existence long before her time. This disc she carried in her magical Aegis bag to bring her power and to reach for whenever she needed a shield. It shone bright silver and had a spiralling pattern of pictographs foretelling of her destiny.

She was Neith in Libya and Anatha in Palestine, she had many existences; the Sumerians knew her long before, as many more would as she journeyed.

The Pelagasions recalled how Goddess Athene was born by lake Tritonis in Libya and that she was nurtured by the Libyan Nymphs.

She came into being before there was even such a thing as fatherhood, whoever sired her it is sure that many adopted her as theirs.

Tritone was queen, the elder of the triad of river nymphs and she was the mother of Athene and of the nymph she became.

Apollodorus claimed that Athene was born to Zeus and merely raised by the river god Triton yet we now know that she was born from Zeus much later in her life when she burst roaring from his skull.

The first ever man it is said was Alalcomeneus. Tritone called upon him and he tutored young Athene as she would tutor humans forever afterwards.

She knew suffering from a young age and ever carried it in her heart. As would be the way of her priestesses in time to come she must succeed in pitched combat. She faired far better than intended; her closest companion died, Pallas, she loved her so.

Some say that Zeus was overseeing from afar, we do know he interfered in the mortality of very many, whole races indeed, so the death of one is well within his range of depravity.

So it was that Pallas was distracted, a spear blow she was well able of deflecting, their practice changed in that instant and the spear went home deep.

Athene suffered such grief. Pallas was so so dear to her and of far more value in life than her own life. She took her name. She took her name before her own; Pallas Athene.

She already had many names within her from her timeless existence and many more names and titles would be hers. She always carried the grief though.

Pallas means youth or maiden. Many such would stand in combat at great risk to their selves. Honour drove many a young woman to their deaths, seeking the right to become Priestess over all Priestesses.

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Such was the way for virgin prophetesses who followed their love of the Queen of Heaven.

Some say she had a youthly father; a leader of tribes and lands who also took the name of Pallas. Pallas Triton. Yes this was in the times before there was even such a concept as fatherhood. Women were to the fore and credited with all nurtured futures and all past destiny.

Pallas was a monster. He was a winged goatish giant and he outraged her. Athene flayed his skin from him to add to her magical Aegis of forever chastity.

His daughter the virgin and would be Priestess stepped forward. She challenged Athene to combat. Here it was seen that Zeus interfered with destiny. There was a roaring of dragons. A myriad of dragons roared as Athene struck, the blow was not defended and another virgin fell at her feet.

She travelled the river Triton through many lands. Many virgins would fall.

Athene came to Iton where the Willow-Man Itonus adopted her and claimed her as his own. Thus she became the Willow-Goddess.

Let all willow be sacred and let Athene bring the rain as needed when called upon.

Here she was welcomed and treated fair.

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Iodame the daughter of Itonus was curious of Athene, and thinking the night was the safe time, she crept into her precinct. Her father had founded a sanctuary for Athene and Iodame had become priestess there. She wanted to know more. She trespassed unknowing of Athene’s role as the moon goddess; in the light of the moon as she crept, the first thing she saw was Athene’s aegis, her magical bag. The face of a monster looked upon her and the horror of it changed her.  Iodame the immortal Priestess is cast in stone.

On she travelled, towards her destiny. For Athene was to become Goat-Athene. As Laphria, as she became known, she married a Goat-King, the ceremony was on May Eve and as her priestesses have done so since so there is such a ceremony on that night still now in many lands. Still now.

Laphria (she who wins booty) was a goat goddess of the moon and soon to be of heaven.

As the Libyan girls wore a goat-skin apron so she can be seen in goat-skin; often a dress length waistcoat which trails the floor behind her. A chastity belt of goat-skin can be slid across the belt to the front of the dress as a symbol of purity and renewal.

Herodotus says, in Libya this was fringed with thongs not serpents, but they cannot fully emulate their goddess.

Ethiopian girls still wear these at times yet they attach cowries a Yonic symbol of the vulva.

At Sais they built her temples, still she travelled.

Athene became patroness of a pre-Hellenic medical cult of the moon. Her priestesses of the cult would gather at the oracular shrines of dead heroes and reincarnated them as serpents or crows.

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So another title came to her, Caronis (the crow) who in time would become mother of Asclerius by Apollo.

She gained the title Coronis because of the oracular crow or raven and the title Hygieia because of her cures. Her following was building; her power was building.

Her all-heal was the mistletoe ixias, which is born by the ancient oak.

Each year at the cutting of the mistletoe the Oak King would be brought out from within the bark for sacrifice. At times a child would step forward as a surrogate and offer to die in his stead. The child being the Oak King for that moment, other years the king from within the oak would die for another to grow.

The method of death was the ‘oak sperm’; the juice of the mistletoe.

Athene took the power of this sperm and created healing powers.

She took to a great couch in Tegea in great splendour and her past heritage was seen to be true; she was Nieth, she was Anatha and she was the orgiastic moon goddess.

The Moon King chooses from her virgin priestesses each year. His passionate wedding marriage to her in its sacredness ensures the harvest.

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And so, through Crete and onwards, she came to the city of Athenae. Her renown had come before her and she was welcomed as their goddess into the city which was hers even before she stepped through its gates.

Her travels from land to land and through flowing fluids had been observed, she was overseen by the deep one. Poseidon had seen her from his watery depths and he coveted her. He coveted her lands even more. In furious rage he spouted forth from his seas and stabbed downwards, deep into the land with his trident. Deep into the heart of the city.

The fresh waters of the River-Nymph who was Goddess of so many burst forth. Yes much of the city was destroyed but its energising waters mingled with the salts and pushed them back. The pool of Athenae can still be seen. From her Aegis she plucked out a gift of the land. The olive tree. The sacred olive tree which is her personification flourished and bloomed and protected the land. The city fell though. Poseidon in his rage saw that he had failed to take the city for his own so he brought forth a tsunami and deluged the bay.

Athene formed Athens above the flood, and it was hers then and it is hers now.

She shared her temples in Athens with Hephaestus (he who shines by day) as she was the moon goddess.

Her chief Athens priestess was of the lion clan.

Processions would be led around the city where all carried paralunes; white parasols of the moon.

Here she grew into her own. The patroness of smith-craft and all the technical arts.

All tools, weapons and utensils of her age are magical, they still are, and the Smith is a sorcerer.

If Athene is ever dethroned her smith becomes a god.

Smiths are so valuable that they could be hobbled, but to symbolise this many are shackled at the ankle during May celebrations.

She had many powers. Mainly that she was awesome. Her trees had sacred power. Her shield and Aegis were magical. She could curse. Turned Medusa. She was of the Harpies. Was the Graeae. She was many-fold and everywhere. She grew Spartis (or sown men) from serpent teeth. Turned nymphs to ants. Cast distortive glamours. She never loses. She is Athene.

Yes she was the Harpies, the Storm Winds, the Triple Goddess, the Sudden Destroyer.

She was the Graeae, all three of the grey ones were her; Engo (warlike), Pemphredo (Wasp) and Deino (terrible).

She was many-form.

Known as Gorgopis (grim-faced) also.

Zeus would have her as his, the claim of descendancy, offspring of his will. He desired her power; his power over her.

His claim would cause him pain, for an oracle came to him with dire news. Child of his loin would rise up to destroy him. This wise old woman who foretold such to him was sent by the one with a claim of great power. For she was ruler of all; The Earth Mother Goddess, and here spoke her avatar.

Zeus was filled with dread. He was filled with determination.

His dread plan to survive would cause him much suffering: to swallow whole all who came from him.

The power of Athene was strong; a great battle within. His head was in agony, his brain wailed, he was filled with the ancient cry of Libyan nymphs, “Olulu Ololu” – “Olulu Ololu”.

All help was sought. The rescuer who came, in truth was there to rescue Athene, for it is said that he loved her: Prometheus he came.

Bidding Zeus lay still, he placed his foot upon him and then with wedge and beetle he came to bare upon the very skull of the god.

Beating hard with the beetle maul upon the wedge the dome of the bone it split asunder.

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A great goddess burst forth, in full armour, roaring for victory, “Olulu Ololu”. Athene returned to the world.

Some say however that she had changed. Zeus’ thoughts had engulphed her. Powerful as ever, yet she spoke for Zeus now. From now it would be priests who followed her. She cursed her familiar the crow as an oath to Zeus.

The ways of all women changed this day; some say forever.

Prometheus had saved his tutor, the woman he worshipped.

The people of Athens they spoke out in denial, that Prometheus was not the lover of their queen. Many say that this meant it must be so. For a deep connection linked their hearts and their destiny; her aid would empower him further but it would also bring his eternal suffering.

Because of her Prometheus was the creator of mankind. The half Titan half Nymph asked of her for her blessing and he shaped the river clay into people; Athene breathed life. Humanity was born anew.

Athene saw his greatness and his wisdom and she taught him architecture, astronomy, mathematics, navigation, medicine, metallurgy, and many other arts. He passed these on to mankind.

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She would teach the science of numbers and all the domestic arts such cooking, weaving spinning, but first humanity would need fire.

Prometheus had fought alongside Zeus against Cronus but his support would only lead him so far. The power of fire was denied. His lover led him the way and Prometheus reach for the very heights to capture fire from the sky. How Zeus was enraged to see burning hearths appearing across the lands. As Prometheus taught so Zeus fumed. Zeus looks down and destroys, this is what he does. Humanity have been his target over and over again and still are. This day he roused to vengeance against a Titan of the Nymphs; Prometheus himself. The living death of the ripping birds is Prometheus’ screaming existence from then on.

Athene carried hurt and rage and this would be turned against others who went against her. The Gorgons; for they were beautiful. Their beauty was renowned. Stheino, Euryale and Medusa were admired and wished for by many. Word spread below the seas and now Poseidon heard of this beauty, of the wonderful Medusa in particular. He wooed her and would have her. They crept in the night into Athene’s temple and made love. The temple of the Moon-Goddess invaded in the night was an outrage that would be seen by her who is most powerful by night. Athene caught them and in her rage cursed Medusa into a winged beast with glaring eyes, protruding tongue, huge teeth, brazen claws and serpent locks. One look at her would turn any onlooker to stone so horrible now was she.

For all that Medusa ran and hid, her existence was a challenge heroes could not deny. One would succeed; Perseus. Athene created an image of Medusa so he would know her when he found her. Then when thus prepared she advised him of her hiding place and of how to approach, she even used her powers to guide his hand.

Athene gave two bottles of blood from Medusa to Asclepius the healer, left to raise the dead, right to instantly destroy.  She fastened two drops to the serpent body of Erichthonius.

The head of the Gorgon was in place upon her ancient Aegis bag.

Adorned with hundreds of tassles of Cyclopean forged snaking-gold the writhing head would empower her forever as its ancientness was empowered even further. The prophesy was fulfilled just as the spiralling pictographs had timelessly spoken.

It was a magic bag.

Athene was magical. Pegasus born of the blood would be tamed by her. She created a golden bridle powerful enough to bring the Moon-horse under her control.

Athene the Goddess of war, a better fighter even than Ares, for she had beaten him twice. She was the Goddess of war and yet she took no pleasure in battle, for she preferred the settling of disputes; she wish always to uphold just law and always by pacific means whenever she could.

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She bears no arms in times of peace, although her shining shield is always with her within the power for the Aegis bag. She most often turns to Zeus to be armed when the need comes. The spear is her choice.

She is the one to come to for strategy; wise captains will approach her before they go to war. Tactics and strategy from her win wars for many of the wise. For in battle Athene never loses.

Yet Athene is the champion of justice. There is great and powerful mercy within her heart. When courts are held if ever there is a split vote then Athene will hold the power for the casting vote – a casting vote which always votes for freedom. For where there is doubt of guilt there must be liberty.

When Zagreus was ripped asunder she rescued his heart and encased it in moulded gypsum; she breathed life and so he became a god.

The rage at times still burned and when Teiresias wandered too close to where she bathed and was suddenly transfixed by her naked beauty she blinded him. He stumbled away and eventually his mother found him and when she heard his tale she went to Athene and bagged forgiveness. Nothing could be undone but recompense could be made; Athene drew the ancient serpent from within her Aegis and bid it cleanse his ears. Thus, he was reborn and became the greatest seer. The very birds could be heard and understood; the prophetic birds.

She forgave the Goddess of lovers Aphrodite when she apologised. Athene had entered her rooms and caught Aphrodite weaving at a loom. Athene could create beauty and weave destiny but Aphrodite was for love and for nothing else. She must spend her time in love making and Athene told her so. Aphrodite promised that she would never work again in any way and Athene refrained from cursing.


Athene made a double flute from stag bones. The music was wonderful but some giggled when she played so she went to a pool and looked in as she played. Her cheeks puffed up and her face turned blue. She looked so silly that she cursed it and threw it away.

Athene invented the flute, trumpet, the earthenware pot, the plough, the rake, the ox yoke, the horse bridle, the chariot, and the ship.

When Athene invented the plough Myrmex the nymph claimed she had thought of it, so Athene turned her into an ant as punishment.

Cadmus travelled far erecting brazen cauldrons for Athene of Lindus as he went. He bought a cow with two white full moons and followed it till it could walk no more. Here he founded the city of Thebes and erected a stature of Athene using her Phoenician name of Onga.

Athene cut a beam from Zeus’ oak and it gave oracular guidance to the ship Argo.

She assisted Zeus in the summoning of Heracles when the terrible snake-feet giants attacked. She empowered Heracles with knowledge and tactics.

When the great Typhon attacks (in a later story) she sailed to empower Zeus to resist this beast. She perhaps sailed there to Zeus in the very first ship.

Athene changes into a sea eagle, a swallow, a vulture, a dove, lark, the diver bird Gannet, but the wise owl is her principal epiphany. On moonlit nights you may hear her manifestation and shall look for a silhouette among the trees.

Athene Queen of Heaven, Neith in Libya, Anatha of Palestine, River-Nymph, Pallas Athene, Willow-Goddess, Rain-maker, Goat-Athene, Laphria, Caronis, Hygieia, She Who Shines By Night, Patroness of Smith-craft, The Harpies, The Storm Winds, Triple Goddess, Sudden Destroyer, The Graeae, Three Grey Ones, Engo, Pemphredo, Wasp, Deino, Gorgopis, Moon-Goddess, Goddess of War, Champion of Justice, Athene of Lindus, Onga, Athene Queen of Heaven.

This piece was originally part of my research for a forthcoming graphic novel with artist Tony Lawrence, but for now I felt Athene deserved a blog of her own. Current artwork for this blog is from myself and Ana Maus. This is my interpretation from studying Graves’ Greek Myths and a few bits from the Iliad. Look out for the forthcoming Graphic Novel with Tony: Behold the God-slayer Typhon the Doom of Zeus.

See also Goat-God Pan, Hermes the Babe and The Three Fates

Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel First Draft


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