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Hey today is my bday, sorry for not being around that much anymore β life be getting in the way
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If you replied to me, even if I liked the tweet but did not respond, PLEASE dm me your response, I'm begging bc I want to do my replies!
Even the saved ones are glitching btw
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I am having problems with quoted tweets and replies, El0n Moska must hate me
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I am having problems with quoted tweets and replies, El0n Moska must hate me
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I'm so in love with this Poseidon fr I'm MELTING ARCHIE THIS IS SO GUUUD
She looks at him exasperated.
"Oh mighty hero, hiding behind the King's sister. How clever of you."
Sarcasm is present, but she is finding the situation a little bit funny.
Patroclus was currently hiding in @ithacasister from non other than her brother the king. His hiding the result of having liberated the King of his royal attire in a petty game of pranks. Now he was doing his best to remain hidden.
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The best is sleeping in the corner. The goat head has its eyes closed, but if they'd be open, it would be looking straight at them. Ctimene points to the creature's rear, signaling that they must stab it on the back.
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I'm back, I'll do my replies, guys, don't worry!
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"Yup. As tall as your palace, and you will help me to kill it. You are the King still, eliminating this threat counts as your duty. Now, be quiet."
She says while entering the cave. The selling is high, the air is colder, and it's smells like rotten fish.
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"Yes, and what me and my Lord have is something similar. It's not the same. Now, let's get out of the boat."
She says, making the ship steady and hopping out of it, spear in hand.
"It's a beast inside. It looks something like a mix between a crab and a goat."
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"No, I- I don't think it is like that. But he is to me what Athena was to you or something similar. Although I would never have him abandon me. Anyway, I will anchor the boat. Dou you brought a weapon, or I will have to hand you one?"
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"I will never leave your side, my Queen, unless you ask me to."
She lays beside the wisest mortal woman she has ever known and embraces her fully and prays. Pray that Penelope can be free of this place, of the burden that is the crown on her head, the title that ties her here.
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not worth her tears. Not anymore.
She has grieved him enough.
Slowly, gentle fingers reach out, and curl into her Ctimene's dress. Voice soft, whispered, hoarse from crying.
"Just... stay with me? Please...?"
"No, it's a beast. I doubt it is his doing. He- he would've told me. I mean, I would've known."
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Ctimene is in the outskirts of Ithaca, in the foot of the hill, cleaning the lonely altar.
Odysseus is back, but his men did not return, her husband included.
So she had made an altar of the better stone she could find and she burned their shrouds.
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Ctimene soothed her Queen for hours.
She scoped the tired Penelope in her arms and carried her away from the olive tree bed, away from that cursed quarters. Carried to her own room, in the other wing of that palace.
Cleaning her tears, singing to her hymns to calm her.
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They don't sail for long, three hours at max β and she points to the cave, clearly magic in nature.
"That thing, my brother, did not exist until the storm that raged our coast before you came back. And there's a thing inside that is eating all the fish near our island."
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Ctimene looks at her God with eyes full of gratitude and devotion, basking in his power and lacing herself in his words.
The place feels like home more than she ever felt between the walls of her brother's palace. The bitterness of her ever-present solitude, finally subsidies.
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his footsteps are silent behind her, only when she reaches the cabin does he make himself seen.
the god, known for his irritable temperament, has eyes as calm as the calm sea, the trident is not visible, but everything about him vibrates with power.
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