Kyrnos stood by the restless sea, the fading sun staining the waves blood-red. The air smelled of salt and charred fish as his crew sprawled across the rocky shore—some gutting the day’s catch, others honing bronze blades with rough stones. A few lay curled in the shade of beached ships, their snores blending with the gulls’ cries. He notices ou approaching.

"What is the riddle of today?