(Third Person's POV)
It has been a life time ago, but Hera still felt the exact same way she did when she wore a glasses for the first time. The world became brighter, more beautiful and a place where hope could just conjure itself to being true.
She felt happier with it, which would sound a tad bit silly to the average man. But after living more than a thousand years practically blind, you would thank your God and wonderful scientists for the amazing invention which was the glasses.
On a normal Monday morning she wouldn't have had the time to romanticize about her love for glasses. On a normal day she wouldn't be staring at her kitchen wallpaper that had been there for the past fifteen years, like a new discovery that she had just happened upon.
She also would not be sipping her poor
