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Thalpo by Delia_Chio
Fandoms: EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums), Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, The Odyssey - Homer
20 Feb 2025
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Summary
It had been months—at least, it felt like it—since you’d last seen him. That smirk, lazy but knowing, like he had the whole world tucked in his back pocket.
Instead, a person had come for your help.
The reason? An impenetrable storm blocking his homeland.
Odysseus, he called himself. The grandson of Hermes. Not begging, but requesting your help. His clothes were stiff with dried salt, his cheekbones slightly hollow with hunger, his skin traced with bruises that spoke of fights. And yet, despite it all, there was a sharpness in him. A glint of wit. It had been a long time since you’d seen that in a traveler.
But was it enough?
You should have turned him away. Should have told him to find another way. But then again, you always did like trouble.
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
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Or, where you are the immortal god, Aeolis, who provides Odysseus with the windbag.
[Aeolis - Feminine name for Aeolus ~ Minor God of the Winds]