The wedding of Peleus and Thetis is taking place.
Suddenly, I make a whoosh sound through the air,
and fall face front in the middle of thousands of people.
I land safely and try getting out of the party,
just when I feel a hand grasp me by my neck.
Then another hand snatches me and then a third hand takes me away again.
It turns out the three hands belong to Hera, Athena and Aphrodite.
They are fighting over me, just like a bunch of ten year old girls fighting over a boy.
It turns out that my shirt says “To the fairest” and the three silly women,
each think I am theirs.
Then Zeus gets a hold of me and tells me that Eris
threw me to cause discord in the wedding, because she was not invited to it.
Zeus then asks the women to ask Paris who I should belong to, and he chooses Aphrodite.
In return he is be able to abduct the wife of Menelaus, known as Helen, she
who is the prettiest; but this leads to one of the bitterest wars, the Trojan War.
Envy is a subtle fire that silently sits on top of the heart,
creating temptations to cause devastation as a form of revenge.
And so it did.