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β€” π‘ͺ𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑡𝑬 𝑢𝑭 𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑨π‘ͺ𝑨 . (@ithacasister) profile picture

aunt, widow, sailor, gΜΆoΜΆvΜΆeΜΆrΜΆnΜΆoΜΆrΜΆ ΜΆoΜΆfΜΆ ΜΆsΜΆoΜΆmΜΆeΜΆ, sister-princess of ithaca. | she/her | MDNI

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skylar.xn--8bi/ 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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skylar.xn--8bi/ I'm so in love with this Poseidon fr I'm MELTING ARCHIE THIS IS SO GUUUD
his eyes never leave hers, partly anxious for her reaction, partly curious. After years of being consumed by anger, he was finally a calm sea on the surface, but with much happening beneath the waves.
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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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"Yes, but you're still my King, are you not? I shall comply with my duties as you will do yours."
He looks guilty. β€œCtimene there is no need, I would tell you either way… You are my sister and you deserve to know…”
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"I see. And you can't find in your heart to leave her, yes?"
α…Ÿα…Ÿα…Ÿ α…Ÿα…Ÿ I don't think so either . . . She shouldn't pay for grandpa's mistakes . . . It's hard to see her trapped in this island, always waiting for the return of those who will never come back. α…Ÿα…Ÿα…Ÿ
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"I imagine that being a God has its perks, my lord. But you were once in love with a mortal too, was you not?"
β € ⠀⠀❛ . . . That is true. And a shame. I would say I am jealous, but. . . I do not think I can say so. ❜ β €
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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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"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...?"
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Ctimene kisses the top of Penelope's head and cradles her closer than ever. "You can sleep, I will still be here when the morning lights sweep through the curtains. I will prepare you a bath and a meal, tell everyone you're indisposed. We will figure it everything out. +
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"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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𝒇𝒐𝒓 @ombreamour 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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She mourned all those forgotten men, being them good or bad, and made offerings to Hades on their families' behalf. Is not common for them to pray for the God of the underworld, but she does it. He presides over the land of the dead and deserves to have his respects paid. +
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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. +
Ctimene. Her dearest Ctimene. Never once has Penelope considered her a shadow. She was a light, a pillar. Threads holding her together. After those first years alone, raising Telemachus, handling the kingdom by herself. Ctimene had felt like her saving grace. A hand held out β€”
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The covers are soft underneath the weight of her Penelope's tired frame, while she caresses the weave calloused hands. "Tell me, dear Penelope, tell me what can I do to take your pain away. I can not bear another second of this man either haunting you or ignoring you!" +
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They don't sail for long, three hours at max – 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. +
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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"My Lord, you created such a beautiful place. Even if I saw prettier paradises, nothing would compare to this for me, as you, my God, brought me to this place. It will not be wasted on me, I assure you. Would you really let me stay for a while longer? +
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