Mdash; Leave a comment. As we continued to feast, my servants brung more and more delicacies. Seeing their familiar faces made me offer them to join us in this feast, for it is a time of rejoice and tranquility. Now with our stomachs full we rest for the night. Mdash; Leave a comment.

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This blog is about me, Odysseus, and my journey home. Where is your spark your strength your heart? You were fast and strong and full of life. How you loved to run and hunt for deer.

On March 1, 2010 by theschwaninator. I walked in through the heavy oak doors, eyes ablaze. As I made my entrance, hundreds of goblets were lifted in my welcoming. A tear ran down my grateful cheek as I joined them in the enormous dining area of my home. Echoes of laughter and greetings rang throughout the hall. A wonderful moment indeed, was this.

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Odysseus would be presented with a greated meal filled with all sorts of delicous food. There will be all sorts colorful and tasty foods at his welcome home feast. There will be seafood and olives, all this food will be home grown and homemade. When you put the food in your mouth it would be like a tiny explosion of heavin in your mouth. Even with the sort years th.

On March 8, 2010 by largewhitegoose. On February 25, 2010 by largewhitegoose. He passed the quiet waters by. Hours or was it years ago. To be leader of the pack. Of prisoners in the house.

And through these last few cherished days,. Your courage makes me proud. But really, love is knowing. When your best friend is in pain,. Will only be in vain. So looking deep into your eyes,.

A blog from the mind of Odysseus on his adventure home from Troy. The spear that took my stomach is lying. It lies with me as I shed this mortal shell. The spear is no longer violent or vicious. Now it lies serenely, glistening with bits of me. I lay now, passing from life. Passively I watch the other;. They too with their light fading. We know the man who ended us. This eases not our passing no matter. I watch now, I can do little else.