Sailing from Troy

Hey there, Odysseus again! Long time no talk. I just thought I would catch you guys up on my sail from Troy. I don’t even know where to start I mean I could talk about my heroic deeds that happened on this trip but who am I kidding it happens during the whole journey (haha). I mean not that my crew didn’t do anything during this journey. But I think what I did is a little more important if you know what I mean (#heroprobs). But I guess enough about me, it’s time to talk about this journey and what all happened.

 I’ll start at the beginning so you guys don’t get confused. When we were carried along the rough sea weathered by our god Zeus. Throughout this rough journey we were carried to the coast of Ciciones. Here I killed the people of this island and took all of their food and wine and enslaved their women. My men were refusing to listen to my commands, what fools they are, my men butchered animal after animal, and eating while a fugitive ran to call the army for help.

As my men and I were getting back on our ships the people of the island Ciciones attacked us in which began a fight. We fought a good fight but by the end we had lost six benches from every ship were empty. After this devastation we were full of grief that carried into the sea with us as we journeyed back. All my men and I could think about was our lives and the ones that our friends had no longer.  None of my ships took sail that day until someone let out a cry three times, for each ghost unfleshed by the Cicones on that field.