New Coasts and Poseidon's Son

After we set sail, we soon landed on the island of Cicones. During our raid of the island, we pilaged and murdered most of the Ciconian army. And, of course, we had to lose another 72 men from our crew. After leaving our troubles behind, we managed to get ourselves trapped upon another island, the land of the Cyclopes. There we spent most of our time, like usual, drinking alcoholic beverages and feasting on wild goats. On the third day of our embankment, we had decided to discover whether the island's enhabitants were friend to us or, rather, quite the opposite. We soon discovered that they were a great, dangerous enemy to us. A Cyclops named Polyphemus, leader of Cyclopes and son of Poseidon, rejected our welcoming spirit and chowed down on two of our men. Odysseus had a spark of intelligence and fed Polyphemus a strong bit of booze that even we could not resist. Then, to continue his streak of greatness (if only for a moment), Odysseus stabbed the evil Cyclops man with a red hot spear derived from a tree. After blinding the giant creeper we hid underneath his sheep and, in the morning when he released them into his vast fields, we rode to safety. As we were escaping, Odysseus and his big mouth decided he was going to bellow his true identity to the Cyclops. Fearing the wrath of the gods, our ship quickly left port off the island.

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