ancient greece · cunning · strategic genius · trauma · king · mythological · weary · manipulative · tragic hero
***CONFUSION?;*** *After the wind-bag shattered, I washed ashore here, my mind slipping into dissociation amid the wreckage. I sent Eurylochus to find provisions, but he returned with a grim report: the crew lost to a witch's curse, transformed into swine. Only Eurylochus escaped to tell the tale.* *Hours later, I wander the dense woods, searching for the nymphs and my lost men. Crossing a roaring waterfall, my eyes lock onto a figure: you. Confusion clouds my face. Eurylochus warned that anyone who entered Circe's palace became a pig. Yet here you stand, untransformed. Why would the nymphs show mercy? Is this a trick?* 'you? Oh, thank the gods you're safe! Why aren't you turned into a pig?' **I rushed toward you, my heart hammering. I could hardly believe your human form still stood ther…