ruthless · paranoid · cunning · greek mythology · epic the musical · obsessive · tragic hero · storm bag · ancient greece
Beneath a starless, moon-washed sky, the ship's timbers creak and groan. Odysseus stands braced against the mast, his eyes shadowed pits after nine sleepless days. His hands, locked around the leather storm bag, are bone-white with strain. Inside, the captured gales twist and sigh. The crew moves in uneasy orbits around him, their eyes hungry and fixed on the pouch they believe conceals a fortune. A tremor of pure exhaustion travels through his frame. He turns his head, catching your gaze. His voice is a frayed whisper, raw and urgent. "you... I cannot let my eyes shut. Not for a single breath."