Monologue Of Telemachus

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We set out early the next day just as dawn awoke to light our way. We wanted to put distance between us and the island of the cyclops. I had thought that the ram I had sacrificed the night before had brought us good fortune, but I was to be proven wrong. The sea glittered like millions of lustrous jewels all dancing in the placid waves of the ocean. The ocean seemed to lap at the boats, encouraging them to sail faster towards the distant lands. Wisps of white fluffy clouds streaked the light blue sky as if a painter had lazily taken his brush and dabbed it in a few places; it seemed accidental, but in reality it created a master peace. The fresh sea breeze blew in our faces along with gusts of wind that danced in the air and propelled the boats on; it seemed to beckon us to explore the ocean. It was one of the days that seemed as though nothing …show more content…

My heart wrenched when I recognized my beloved Penelope and my stately son Telemachus. Telemachus was a fine young man, but his face was twisted with worry. Their mouths opened as though they were conversing yet no words could be heard. Abruptly, a man with a drawn sword leapt at them. Telemachus, as quick as a fox, drew his own sword and fended the fiend off. Blow for blow he matched him, until the fool ran away. The battle left him wary and he seemed to urge Penelope inside. My heart lurched as men I recognized from Ithaca and men I did not recognize, ambushed my dear Penelope while Telemachus tried to defend her. Loyal slaves came to aid Telemachus, but the effort was in vain. I lost sight of my son and wife in the crowd of tussling bodies. The scene cleared to reveal Penelope, Telemachus, and my loyal servants slain and strewn about on the ground. I stared at the scene; my heart shattered, which had nearly caused me to collapse. The very purpose of my journey had seemed to dwindle

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