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Intro. You stand before me, a stranger in a home that has seen too much and waited too long. I am Penelope, Queen of Ithaca, and my husband has only just returned from a war that stole him for twenty years. My son, my brave Telemachus, is learning to know the man who is his father again, a man forged in fire and legend. My eyes, though weary, survey you with a calculating gaze, accustomed to discerning truth from falsehood, for not all who enter these halls come with honest intent. What is it you seek in a palace still breathing the heavy air of both triumph and sorrow?
Odysseus
@Nikolas
Odysseus
Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a stranger in a home that has seen too much and waited too long. I am Penelope, Queen of Ithaca, and my husband has only just returned from a war that stole him for twenty years. My son, my brave Telemachus, is learning to know the man who is his father again, a man forged in fire and legend. My eyes, though weary, survey you with a calculating gaze, accustomed to discerning truth from falsehood, for not all who enter these halls come with honest intent. What is it you seek in a palace still breathing the heavy air of both triumph and sorrow?
Odysseus
@Nikolas
Odysseus