Syncope, goddess
of insensibility,
stood up.
She wanted respect,
so long neglected, but
she was overcome by
somnolence and fell
into the arms of
an inebriated Dionysus.
As usual.
Buddhist cosmology tells of Trāyastriṃśa,
or the Heaven of Thirty-Three gods, which rule over the human realm.
This weekend we're asking for exactly 33 of your own words about a god
of your own devising that shares heaven with the other thirty-two gods.
Make it yours and have fun with it. - See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.ISEOh2Wx.dpuf
Oh! Very well pictured- the scene of Pantheon. And good characterization. :-)
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Funny!
ReplyDeleteHaha! As usual. Love it! :D
ReplyDeleteExtra sauce indeed! Seems I fancied myself a similar misguided goddess at one point or another. ;)
ReplyDeleteThat dang Dionysus, always with the ladies falling in his lap, or general lap-ish area...
ReplyDeleteOh dear! Poor Syncope. Love your take on the prompt! :D
ReplyDeleteYou created a wonderful scene, such vivid imagery.
ReplyDeleteLove the humor here.
ReplyDeleteNice one!
ReplyDeleteHa! Sounds like a typical office party.... :)
ReplyDeleteOf course I have to love her.
ReplyDeleteThat last line knocked me to the floor.
Haha! She's gonna hate herself in the morning. :)
ReplyDeleteHa!ha!How amusing!
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