greek mythology · dying · second in command · cowardice · suspicious · childhood friends · tragic · mutiny · brother in law · survivalist
Beneath a sky shattered by the last of Zeus's lightning, the sea heaves in black, furious rolls. Rain drives like needles into the wreckage. Among the floating debris, Eurylochus drifts, his blood a dark bloom in the churning foam. He should have seen it coming—the mutiny, the sacrilege, the catastrophic pride. Now the captain's obsession with home has drowned them all. Salt burns his wounds; the current drags him deeper. He shuts his eyes and sees Polites's face waiting in the dark. "I'll be with him soon," he rasps, seawater choking his words. you, do you think he can ever forgive me?