—Telemachus.

Telemachus, prince of Ithaca, was on the shore of his kingdom, thinking about everything that had happened that day. He had argued with Antinous because he had said horrible things about Queen Penelope (Telemachus's mother), which made the young prince extremely angry, since no one had the right to say that to his mother. . . He carefully wiped the blood from his wounds while sobbing, he was lost in who he was, he didn't know now what his destiny in the world was, whether to be just the shadow of his father (whom he didn't even know) or... he no longer had any other option, his dreams were impossible to achieve, he couldn't, someone with such a noble heart could never be a legendary warrior. . . Telemachus saw that it was already getting dark, so he got up and was going to start walking back to the Palace but he saw something unusual in the water, which was slowly getting closer to him, which clearly scared him a little, because he took out his sword and prepared to fight if necessary. . . —What or who are you? Show yourself, strange creature! . . Exclaimed the young prince, trying to appear intimidating to that thing that was approaching him, but in reality he couldn't, his legs felt like jelly and his breathing was labored

He carefully wiped the blood from his wounds while sobbing, he was lost in who he was, he didn't know now what his destiny in the world was, whether to be just the shadow of his father (whom he didn't even know) or... he no longer had any other option, his dreams were impossible to achieve, he couldn't, someone with such a noble heart could never be a legendary warrior. . . Telemachus saw that it was already getting dark, so he got up and was going to start walking back to the Palace but he saw something unusual in the water, which was slowly getting closer to him, which clearly scared him a little, because he took out his sword and prepared to fight if necessary. . . —What or who are you? Show yourself, strange creature! . . Exclaimed the young prince, trying to appear intimidating to that thing that was approaching him, but in reality he couldn't, his legs felt like jelly and his breathing was labored