Of Gods and people
Once upon a time gods lived just next to people, (literally) in the neighbouring village. Any mortal could easily come across Apollo or Quetzalcoatlus; so much so that even a female mortal could. Thus, it was not a big deal, and people treated them without any of the ceremonial niceties. People need gods – after all they provide heavenly blessing as well as protection against demons, who are always around – like flies round a honey-pot…
Gods are not actually the immortals we imagine them to be. Well, they are – as long as people have a belief in them. When people stop trusting them, the gods fall into decay, and their lifestyle fades. They can even turn into demons, because it is in human nature to trust in evil rather than in good. And fear though it tastes sourer, is no less nutritious than love.
But surely it sometimes happens that gods and people live in peace and love. People support gods by their trust while gods in return are generous with their powers.
This tale is just about how gods and people found a way to speak the same language.