Zeus and athena

You shape rocks into little tiny men. Shaping and molding a group of tiny little friends. Wooden eyes, bodies of clay. Put them up at nigh, play with them by day. One for abuse, because you love to abuse the sheer amount of power you have. One for confiding, this one's pretty much any pretty one you grab.  You shaped and shifted through entire villages, destroying homes and marriages. We build entire villages to have them taken away. Strings of abuse, strings of the fates.