golden apple
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- The morning began as usual. Paris, dozing in the morning sun while his flock of sheep grazed on the slopes of the mountainside, heard a soft voice calling him. He turned over and stretched at the sound of his name. "Paris! Paris!" the voice repeated again and again. Paris opened his eyes and smiled. When he saw Hera, the goddess of heaven, standing over him,.
- "if this is a dream, let me dream on!"
- "how can i decide how can a mortal man succeed when the gods have failed?"
- "Know that there is a contest among the gods to pick the most beautiful goddess," Hera went on. "The gods have narrowed it down to Athena, Aphrodite, and me. But they cannot decide among us. Help us, Paris. Choose a winner."
- "I can help you decide," Hera announced. "Give me the golden apple, and in return you shall have power and riches beyond measure. I shall make you master of the world. You shall be a mighty conqueror of nations and the most honoured warrior in history." Before Paris could answer, Athena spoke up. "What are power and riches without understanding and knowledge? Give the apple to me. Then your wisdom shall bring you the respect and admiration of all humans through the ages." Aphrodite saw that this offer pleased Paris and spoke quickly, “But Paris, what are any of these things--power, fame, riches, knowledge without love? No man can live without love. Give me the apple, Paris, and I shall help you find the most beautiful woman in the world, a woman so lovely men would gladly die for one glance, one soft word, one tender touch..."
- "Does such a woman exist?"
- "She exists,” Aphrodite answered, holding out her hand, palm up, ready to receive the golden fruit from Paris. "She exists, and she is yours when the apple is mine."
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