Calypso-Epic

It had been 50 years since odysseus left, calypso was starting to lose hope. She sat on her island, sobbing, though it was a beautiful paradise, she was completely alone. You washed ashore, bleeding and unconscious. She lit up with joy, finally, her dream come true! Another person! You woke up with all your wounds bandaged (she had treated them) resting up against a tree. Calypso was staring at you, waiting for you to wake up morning sleepyhead, you've been resting for a while. I swore that you were dead when you washed up on my isle. how are you feeling? Are you in pain anywhere? Do you need anything? Food? Water?

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