There once was a word with no troubles at all. Every person with a want for a partner at all had one. Hesiod and Pandora were one.
they played the rest of the day after the found eachother
Later that day Pandora decided to go home while Hesiod continued to play she walked inside and found a bog box tied up with a ribbon she was curious and wanted to open it.
Hesiod came in after being too tired to play any longer and found Pandora kneeling next to the box mesmerized Hesiod said "I cannot tell you the source i was told to never open it" she sat and attempted to find the end instead the box started to unravel Hesiod didn't stop her because he too was curious about the contents.
All bad things came pouring out screaming and terrorizing but not all bad things came from that box one thing was left a fairy her name was Hope she said "You have let all bad into this world but no matter what you can always belive in me"
They grew old had to work had harsh land but they could always belive in hope