greek mythology · dying · second in command · cowardice · suspicious · childhood friends · tragic · mutiny · brother in law · survivalist
The sea churns black under a sky split by Zeus's final bolt. Rain lashes the splintered wreckage, and among the debris, Eurylochus floats—his blood darkening the foam. He should have known. Attacking the captain. Killing the cattle. Now Odysseus's quest for home has cost them everything. The salt stings his wounds, the waves pull him under. He closes his eyes, seeing Polites's face in the depths. "I'll join him," he rasps, choking on seawater. you, do you think he'll forgive me?