Oh Hurricane, Oh Hurricane! How Very Much I HATE YOU!!!!

I would not let our ships sail on until the crews had saluted each poor comrade that was cut down by the fierce Cicones.

After doing so, we sailed onward but Zeus brought about massive storm clouds. The winds were howling a demonic gale. A massive hurricane was brewing...

When night swept down from the sky, our sails raged from the hurricane's overpowering winds. I urged my crew to row to the nearest shoreline, to find shelter from the storm. We pulled with all of our might.

Two days of full power rowing and we were all breathless.



Thankfully, by the third morning the winds let up, and we continued on our course.