Poseidon's anger brought us to the island of Aeolia. I made friends with Aeolus and as a favor, he placed all of his winds into a bag for us to take with us on our journey. I placed the bull's-hide bag under my after deck. My men, whom were becoming more rebellious against me, opened the bag, hoping to find treasures in the bag, but instead, they found Aeolus' winds, and we were blown back to Aeolia. We were driven away, again, by Aeolus and thankful I am still.
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