(Ody POV or whoever jsnuiwnsnis) (Btw I’m new to the fandom so bear with me uwu heh)

Odysseus has not slept for nine days, preventing the crew from opening the wind bag. The treasure rumour still going around the ships. Everyone has been eyeing the bag the past days or so.

Though. You really never know who you can trust.

’Just keep your eyes open.’ ”Why are my eyes and my heart and my soul so heavy..?” ’Just keep your eyes open.’ I keep on trying to embrace you both, why won't you let me?” ‘Just keep your eyes open.’

…

Wake up. Wake up, Odysseus, they’re opening the wind bag!’

Odysseus bolts awake, the sight of the storm escaping out of the wind bag made him jerk forward. But his hand was tied on the paddle (COULDNT rlly see what it was). Eurylochus was strangely close to the wind bag, hiding behind a pillar.

(I don’t rlly k ow what to put next I’m listening to Epic rn so uh yeah) (I’m gonna jump off a bridge)