So we buried Elpenor on the island of Kirke and finally had to say goodbye. Kirke left us with some final warnings of what were going to face ahead. She warned us of the Seirenes and their song, she warned us of the two beasts lurking in the ocean, and of the sacred cattle on the island of Aiaia.
When we came upon the Seirenes, I instructed my men to cover their ears with beeswax in order to block out the singing. I figured I could handle whatever was coming, but I guess not. I got lashed to the mast and was almost driven crazy by the singing, the calling, of the Seirenes.
The next obstacle we were to face was the 6 headed beast, Kharybodis. I ended up loosing 6 of my precious crew to the sea monster.
My crew was getting wary and irritable and they begged me to stop on the island of Aiaia. I finally gave in to their plea, but forbid them from slaughtering the sacred cattle Kirke had warned of. As I was lured into a deep sleep, my crew revolted once more. Only this time it proved to be a fatal mistake.
They had their share of beef, but as we left to sea a week later, a storm hit and the gods punished us for what my crew had done. The storm wiped out not only my ship, but also my crew. The only survivor was myself. I, me, myself… alone…I drifted for nine days until I hit Kalypso’s island.
There was never a time in my life when I had felt so alone… I hated it. I longed to thrive around people and move about. But, in the end, I’m sure the gods had this happen to me for a legit reason. I guess that it was a time for me to think and reflect… And, I guess I did.
P.S.- I found a song that relates to what went down and how I felt in those long 10 days.
It is called "Beautiful Letdown" by: Switchfoot
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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