According to variant accounts, they emerged from an even more primordial level — from Nyx, " Night ".

Before immortality when she was a demigod, her name was Alethia ( truth ) and after she helped saving Olympus from the evil schemes of Gaia and Nemesis she was offered immortality through Zeus and the spirit of fortune through Nyx.

For Hesiod and the early Greek Olympian myth ( 8th century BC ), Chaos was the void from which Nyx emerged.

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: But the other is the elder daughter of dark Night ( Nyx ), and the son of Cronus who sits above and dwells in the aether, set her in the roots of the earth: and she is far kinder to men.

The Greek gods Hypnos ( Sleep ), Nyx ( Night ), and Thanatos ( Death ) were depicted wreathed in poppies or holding poppies.

The ancient Greek poet Hesiod has in his account of the birth of the gods and creation of the world ( i. e., in his Theogony ) that Chaos begot the primordial deities: Eros, Gaia ( Earth ) and Tartarus, who begot Erebus ( Darkness ) and Nyx ( Night ), and Plato echoes this genealogy in the Timaeus 40e, 41e where the familiar Titan and Olympian gods are sired by Heaven and Earth.

Her mother was Nyx, the personification of night.

Her mother, Nyx, is the personification of night, and her father, Erebos, the personification of darkness.

The parents of Dolos are either Aither and Gaia, or Erebos and Nyx.

According to Hesiod's Theogony, Atropos and her sisters ( Clotho and Lachesis ) were the daughters of Nyx ( Night ), though later in the same work ( ll.

He was the son of Nyx and Erebus.

In Greek mythology, Elpis () was the personification and spirit of hope ( hope was usually seen as an extension to suffering by the Greek, not as a good ), perhaps a child of Nyx and mother of Pheme, the goddess of fame, renown and rumor.

Erebus features little in Greek mythological tradition and literature, but is said to have fathered several other deities by Nyx ; depending on the source of the mythology, this union includes Aether, Hemera, the Hesperides, Hypnos, the Moirai, Geras, Styx, and Thanatos.

According to the Greek oral poet Hesiod's Theogony, Erebus is the offspring of Chaos, and brother to Nyx.

The poet Bacchylides states that Nyx and Chronos are the parents, but Hyginus in his preface to the Fabulae mentions Chaos as the mother / father and Nyx as her sister.

:" Nyx and Hemera draw near and greet one another as they pass the great threshold of bronze: and while the one is about to go down into the house, the other comes out at the door.

Nyx () – Nox in Latin translation – is the Greek goddess of the night.

In Hesiod's Theogony, Nyx is born of Chaos ; her offspring are many, and telling.

In his description of Tartarus, Hesiod says further that Hemera ( day ), who is Nyx's daughter, left Tartarus just as Nyx entered it ; when Hemera returned, Nyx left.

Zeus was furious and would have smitten Hypnos into the sea if he had not fled to Nyx, his mother, in fear.

Homer goes on to say that Zeus, fearing to anger Nyx, held his fury at bay, and in this way Hypnos escaped the wrath of Zeus.

He disturbed Zeus only a few times after that always fearing Zeus and running back to his mother Nyx, who would have confronted Zeus with a maternal fury.

Nyx took on an even more important role in several fragmentary poems attributed to Orpheus.

In them, Nyx, rather than Chaos, is the first principle.

Nyx occupies a cave or adyton, in which she gives oracles.

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They were dirty, their clothes were torn, and the girl was so exhausted that she fell when she was still twenty feet from the front door.

Morgan filled the dipper from the water bucket on the shelf, went back into the front room, lifted the girl's head, and held the edge of the dipper to her mouth.

Morgan returned to the kitchen, built a fire, and carried in several buckets of water from the spring which he poured into the copper boiler that he had placed on the stove.

He brought his Winchester in from the front of the house, then faced the boy.

`` The town of Buckhorn's only about six miles from here.

They were running from something.

She helped him with the dishes, then he brought more water in from the spring before it got dark.

He carried the tub from the back of the house where it hung from a nail in the wall.

Beneath his black shirt his frail shoulders shook and croaks of pain broke from his throat, the stored pain shattering free in slow gasps, terrible to see.

Can't let you go way from me again '' He closed his eyes, ashamed of his tears.

Clayton freed himself from the embrace and stepped back.

He burst from the hot confinement of the room into the cold night air.

He had taken a carbine down from the wall and it trailed from his hand, the stock bumping on the wood floor.

The two horses broke from the yard, from the circle of light cast by the lamp still burning in the house, into the darkness.

The silence oppressed him, made him bend low over the horse's neck as if to hide from a wind that had begun to blow far away and was twisting slowly through the darkness in its slow search.

A bold line of violet broke loose from the high ridge of the mountains, followed by feathers of red that swept the last stars from the sky.

The men in Pettigrew's were tired from a night's drinking, their faces red and baggy.

Cabot turned back to the men and he was drunk with the thing they would do, wild to break from the cloying warmth of the saloon into the cold of the ebbing night.

The mare began to tire and Clayton felt the spray of snow from the hoofs of Gavin's stallion.

The Gap looming before him -- the place where had confronted Jack English on that day so many years ago -- was his exit from all that had meaning to him.

He was too old -- when he passed up and through the corridor of pines that lined the trail he could see ahead, he was passing from life.