#hisodyssey

[culthcnt]

Starter Call. || @hisodyssey​

      By the gods! This... Can’t be real. The man before her right         now can’t be alive. There’s just no way. Kassandra furrowed         her scarred eyebrows, arms crossed over her chest despite         her faltering steps back.                     ❝You... You shouldn’t be alive.❞         Rude of her, she knows, but she’s shocked.

[indxstress]

                                                   ❝  SURELY ,  YOU DIDN’T THINK you could cross in and out of the underworld without a price.  ❞         even orpheus had paid with skill and song and still more besides for the privilege of his katabasis.  it mattered not at all that he’d come on the oceanid-witch’s word and the breath of boreas. mortal feet that touched the basalt shores of dīs came and went only as hades and his iron queen allowed. 

↪    🇸🇹🇦🇷🇹🇪🇷 🇨🇦🇱🇱      //       🇭​​​​​🇮​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇴​​​​​🇩​​​​​🇾​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇪​​​​​🇾​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

[culthcnt]

hisodyssey replied to your post: hisodyssey replied to your post: ...

omfg

come on odysseus give her praise for doing a g00d murder job

[culthcnt]

hisodyssey replied to your post: Your muse walks in on Kassandra brutally murdering...

‘i’ll get a mop’

thanks old man

[indxstress]

 🇭​​​​​🇮​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇴​​​​​🇩​​​​​🇾​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇪​​​​​🇾​​​​​​​​ 🇸​​​​​🇦​​​​​🇮​​​​​🇩​​​​​​  :  “ wow , that chip on your shoulder makes you look even shorter ”

                           ❝  IM STATUESQUE.  ❞            a fine bone hand that sweeps out to indicate five-foot-seven self from stem to stern ,  all lean limbs and long lines and yes ,  absolutely ,  hard edges. she’s a sharp and crisply delineated woman ,  whose next gesture draws attention to the door.               ❝    there’s the exit. try not to get lost for ten years on your way out.   ❞

[indxstress]

🇭​​​​​🇮​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇴​​​​​🇩​​​​​🇾​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇸​​​​​🇪​​​​​🇾​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ 🇸​​​​​🇦​​​​​🇮​​​​​🇩​​​​​​  :  “ why did you turn out this way? ”

                              ❝ MINE IS NOT THE CONSULT YOU                                CAME FOR ,  son of Laertes.  mind                                your objective. ❞                                                                                                                                    the words are sharp lettered things not truly intended for their target. she has nothing against the king of ithaca ,  clever odysseus ,  who had beached his ship before ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ’s ɢʀᴏᴠᴇ and stood now at the apex of the pyriphlegethon and the cocytus. nothing either against the dead he’d called to converse with him . . .  except for one: a sightless old prophet near the rear of the incorporeal procession who sends rancor   s  p  r  e  a  d  i  n  g    beneath her skin like poison.               ❝ though if it’s a safe journey home you seek ,   you’d do better with a seer whose words are more portend than they are the braying  of an ass. ❞

[odysseusnostos]

“You haven’t an inkling of an idea of what you’ve just done, haven’t you?” for achilles.

Gods and Deities Sentence Starters

“Remember who you’re speaking to, Laertides. And perhaps you can begin by talking more clearly. I have no wish to be part of your schemes.”