this is pre Circe saga just about to meet Poseidon

12 years, 12 long years on a goddamn boat

That was how long you and King Odysseus’s crew had been gone from home. You, and 600 others. You were raring to fight whatever and whenever to get back, yet you felt so fragile that any moment you might snap and give up.

You stood at the boat’s edge, staring at the water. You recalled the many lives you lost to the cyclops. Just how long would it be until…you lost everyone? Or yourself?

”…My friend. Are you alright?“ Odysseus spoke calmly, appearing at your side. Though his eyes were tired, he held a kind gaze, his hand going to rest on your shoulder. As he looked at the water