Letter 3

So you know how I was hoping for a safe place? Well that didn't happen. Actually it was quite the opposite. Do you know how scary a Cyclops is? Do you? I don't think so. Yes dear, I know, this sounds very snobby and annoying. I don't mean to be, I was and still am in shock. We walked into his cave, started having his food. We didn't know a man thing like him lived there. So then he walks in all upset, he actually took one of our men and ate him! It was disgusting. So we got him drunk and stabbed him in the eye and blinded him when he fell asleep. I had told him my name was "Nobody" so he kept screaming out "Nobody's killing me now..." when he woke up in terror from what we did. We barely escaped but I could scarcely hear him say "Hear me - Poseidon, god of the sea-blue mane who rocks the earth! If I really am your son and you claim to be my father - come, grant that Odysseus, raider of cities, Laertes' son who makes his home in Ithaca, never reaches home. Or if he's fated to see his people once again and reach his well-built house and his own native country, let him come home late and come a broken man - all shipmates lost, alone in a stranger's ship - and let him find a world of pain at home!" I hope Poseidon wasn't listening. That would be very bad for me. Forever and Always, Odysseus