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Reflection Paper On The Odyssey

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After hours, if not days, on the tumultuous sea we come to a patch of water near a desolate beach of perfect calm. As we row deeper in, everything dulls, the oars breaking the water, the wind in our sail, not a natural breath heard whatsoever. What little hope our dwindling crew had slowly being chipped away, piece by piece. Our “gracious” leader Odysseus hails us, “We’ve arrived at the island marking the entrance of Hadês.” As he says those chilling words, our hopes sink faster than the setting sun in the distance, an unnatural cold takes hold, turning our breath into that of clouds. The crew and I set to work preparing the earthen chalice required for the offering while our “trusty” leader goes to work praying. The prayers turn to echoing moans as the sky falls to a twilight hue, cold drilling into my body. The crew begrudgedly pours our precious honey and milk into the pit, along with the rich crimson blood of our slaughtered offerings. With a metallic sweetness permeating the air, turning my stomach even further, we quickly find ourselves surrounded by the lilith forms of the deceased. My hand grips the pommel of my sword as if to never let go as the primal fear of all my animalistic urges kick in. It takes every ounce of my will and training to coerce my body back into control but I finally do. “We must protect the precious liquor at all costs, draw your swords men,” exclaims Odysseus. With hesitation I draw my sword, I will do his bidding, for now. I grit my teeth

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