I praise comely Eris, daughter of dark-cloaked Nyx,
wrathful one who knows her own worth, who knows the purpose
of conflict and rage, who knows that there are times
when vengeance is the proper response, when anger
is fitting. Eris, spirit of discord, spirit
of strife and of striving, spirit of rivalry,
in times of old it was well known that yours
is a world of nature and need, that you see well
the struggle within us. Eris of the battlefield,
Eris of the golden apple, I honor you.





Hestia Zeus Hera Poseidon Demeter Hades
Athena Apollo Artemis Hermes Aphrodite Ares
Hephaistos Eros Hekate Persephone Dionysos Ariadne
Pan Helios Selene Dike (Justice) Nike Tyche (Fortuna)
Nyx Euthenia Hypnos Morpheus Eris Nemesis
Asklepios Hygeia Epione Eileithuia Heracles Hebe
Eos Semele Gaia The Fates The Furies The Four Winds
Harmonia The Graces The Muses The Nymphs

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