I knew Poseidon would become aware of my presence on the sea at some point but did it really have to be when I was so close to civilized people, so close to an island that could possible save me and bring me home.
Poseidon churned the waves into chaos, whipping all the gales from ever quarter. The world seemed to collapse in on itself and night quickly swept down from the sky.
Now the winds began...
The winds from every direction crashed in on each other right at my very spot. My knees quacked, I had little strength and the winds were overwhelming for my body. I feared my life would end right there. Soon the ultimate journey would be complete, my life.
This would probably be the most non-heroic ending to my life. I would much rather have died with my friends, arm in arm, as spears were thrown at us as we took our last stand.
I announced, "What a wretched death I'm doomed to die!"
I boat was quickly disassembled by the winds and waves. I laid wasted in the waves, clinging onto whatever strength I had left.
To my fortune, Leucothea, daughter of Cadmus', saw me from below.
She gave me a scarf and encouraged, "Here, take this scarf, tie it around your waist - it is immortal. Nothing to fear now, neither pain nor death."
As soon as I left my ship, Poseidon plagued me more than ever, launching colossal waves at me.
For two days, I was thrashed around. While tossing and turning due to the waves, I foresaw my death many times.
When I saw land, I was overjoyed, as warm as the joy that children feel when they see their father's life dawn again, after he almost died. I was anxious to feel the ground again. I mustered up my strength and swam hard to shore.
Once finding a beach, I ran to shelter, finally away from the reach of Poseidon. I laid under thousands of leaves in a cave and fell into a deep, deep sleep...
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