Homer's Odyssey: A Short Story

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I believe my men looked at me a little different today, with pride in their eyes. Like they wanted to be in my position. I was heroic today, and no god or other being will not tell me otherwise. Not only did I face, “A brute / so huge, he seemed no man at all of those / who eat good wheaten bread; but he seemed rather / a shaggy mountain reared in solitude.” I also scarred him with the maiming and traumatizing mark of I, the raider of cities. I will have to concede at one point, the Cyclops was scary. I was frightened, confused, and panicked. I had to learn to do what was best for everyone, which was simple. I had to call Athena because she knows everything about war. I had to mutilate Polyphemus...but how. Of course, how brilliant minded

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