Sunday

Scylla and Charybdis

Another encounter Circe warned me of was that of Scylla, a six headed monster, and Charybdis, a fire spitting whirl pool. She warned me that if I were to sail the way of Charybdis, I would run the risk of losing all my men, but if I went by Scylla, i would only lose only six of my men. I saved my men the trouble of panic, and I decided to keep this information between Circe and myself. Not yet willing to travel my journey alone, I traveled the way of Scylla and prevented all my men from a perilous trip. As we came closer and closer to that monster, Circe's bidding against arms slipped my mind, so I tied on my cuirass and took up two heavy spears, then made my way along to the foredeck- thinking to see her first from there, the monster of the gray rock, harboring tourment for my friends. (pg. 920-921) I lost six of my men that day to the jaws of the cruel Scylla.

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