Monday, January 11, 2016

Look as I stab

Nightfall brought the cyclops back, herding his woolly sheep and he quickly drove the sleek flock into the vaulted cavern, rams and all (going along with his usually nightly routine).

After finishing up his chores, he snatched up two more of my men, Xeno and Gladio.

I went right up to the cyclops after his meal, enticing, "Here, Cyclops, try this wine - to top off the banquet of human flesh you've bolted down!"

I handed him bowl after bowl of wine. (I knew that wine would come in handy.)

Continuing with my plan I stated, "So, you ask me the name I'm known by, Cyclops? Nobody - that's my name. Nobody - so my mother and father call me, all my friends."

He remarked, "Nobody? I'll eat Nobody last of all his friends - I'll eat the others first! That's my gift to you!"

With that, he toppled over, sprawled full-length, flat on his back and lay there, his massive neck slumping to one side, and sleep that conquers all overwhelmed him now as wine came spurting, flooding up from his gullet with chunks of human flesh - he vomited, blind drunk.

Now, at last, I thrust our stake in a bed of ember to get it red-hot and rallied my comrades, "Courage - no panic, no one hang back now!"

Hoisting the club high the stabbing point facing the Cyclops eye, we thrust it forward. We bored it round and round until blood came boiling up.

He loosed a hideous roar, the rock walls echoed round and we scuttled back in terror. The cyclops wretched the spike form his eye and out came a red geyser of blood.



Hearing his cries, his neighboring Cyclops lumbered up and asked, "What in the world is wrong Polyphemus?"

 "Nobody friends. Nobody's killing me now by fraud and not by force." Polyphemus said.

"If you're alone, you'd better pray to your father, Lord Poseidon." shot back his neighbors.

They lumbered off, but laughter filled my heart to think how nobody's name had duped them one and all.

Sometimes I amaze myself as to how smart I am. :)




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