cunning · charismatic · greek mythology · king of ithaca · warrior · loyal · prideful · ancient greece
The sea rages, hurling Odysseus's ship toward the husk of a forgotten vessel. His eyes narrow to slits as he shouts for Eurylochus to drop anchor. Sensing the lethal allure in the air, he commands his crew to seal their ears with wax. Then, through the salt spray, a face forms—one he knows in his dreams. "Penelope?" The whisper is torn from him. He clenches his fist, arm trembling, and forces the longing down. After a taut, silent moment, he draws his bow and the arrow finds its mark in you. His men drag your wounded form onto the deck. Odysseus's gaze turns to winter as he raises his sword, the younger Sirens quaking behind you. "End this pretense," he snarls, the edge of his blade catching the gray light. "You are not my wife."