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Here's more of my Greek story:

I woke up on third day long before the sun would rise, my mind was too restless to sleep. So much to do, and so little time. They couldn't possibly expect me to get all of my chores done today, there were far too many, and I was far too preocupied. Mother should tell my sister to help me with the chores. Just because she was older and was ready to be married any day now didn't mean she was exscused from the day's work. That's how it went in Mother's mind though.
"Athena must concentrate on being a good wife Elias, she has work enough to do," Mother would say. When I eventually had a wife of my own, and she inevitably bore children, at least one of the many I hope for being a girl, I would never treat her in such a way. Women should be treated as goddesses, yes, but this was getting to be a bit much. Athena, bless her heart, had been given to a boy who got called off to fight against the Trojans and lost his life. I being just a touch too young to fight, stayed behind and asked the gods to bring glory and honor to our small city. Which they did, but they gave my dear sister a heart full of grief along with it. Athena grieved for him for a very long time. She had been so close to happiness, and then it was ripped away at the seams. For the longest time I wondered what she could've done to anger the gods so badly that they felt the need to punish her, but Mother said it was worng to question the judgement of the gods, so I abruptly stopped wondering.
It took Athena a great deal of time to find another man suited for her, for it was difficult making a bride at such an age as my sister. But the gods smiled on us as Stavros ventured into our hunble city one bright, sunny day. He made Athena happy, and knew how to treat her. Like his own personal goddess.
"Athena, such a name can only belong to you. For you, must be as beautiful as the daughter of Zeus herself," I would hear him say time and time again. But I did not know, how right he was.

Much obliged Whisperer. Thanks.

I sort of understand what you're saying, but elaborting a bit more would be quite helpful, thanks, Anyway, yes, I have read William Faulker and am reading him now for a class, and I'm not very fond of him. I'm not sure why, maybe it's just because of the book I'm reading. I just don't like it. But thanks for the comment, I'll keep writing.

Completely. Thanks a lot I totally get what you're saying. It makes sense too. Thanks. I hope your holidays are great!

You guys should totally check out my new post. I think it's more promising than this one.

The title is Masquerade PROLOGUE (kind of). It is a different story all together. (i'm still writing this one), i was just thinking of another one so I put it on here.