We have been sailing for what it seems to be forever ever since we escaped the dragon and whirlpool, with no wind to help us sail. In the distance I could see land, and cattle grazing with no sign of human life. Odysseus told us to continue sailing, I was furious and thought he was a god in disguise because he had no pity. I desired to land on shore, although for some reason Odysseus told us not to touch the cattle. That night, I suddenly I woke up to a terrible storm for what seemed to be the sea and the sky at war with one another, so I frantically woke up Odysseus. I told him I was right for landing on shore because we would have died while being stuck in the storm. We went weeks without food so we came up with a plan to offer the gods the best cuts of the meats from the cattle. It worked, all the gods wanted was the respect they deserved. We loaded the meat aboard the ship and a strange looking cloud appeared, and out of no where a thunder bolt struck us and demolished the boat to pieces. I was frantically trying to escape the world pool of caryptus, but there was no chance, not even Zeus could help us.