To all my dear friends in Ithica,
We are close to home! About a month ago, Odysseus, the crew and I landed on the island Aeolus the Wind King. He was extremely generous and hospitable as we rested there. Before we departed he gave us two parting gifts. The first was a fair west wind that gently blew our ships toward Ithica. Secondly he gave Odysseus and I a bag holding all of the unwanted stormy winds. And with that, we departed.
Then we had a tragic setback. We were not too far from one night, when the crew let their curiousity overtake them. Odysseus was sleeping so I was left to oversee the men. They thought the bag was filled with gold and silver; and as much as I tried to stop them they persisted. To my dismay, the bag was opened and all the unfavorable winds we had been holding blew us back to Aeolus's island.
Arriving at his island for a second time, Aeolus refuse to help us because he believed our voyage had been cursed by the gods.
My storys not done, but it's getting late so I'll write again tomorrow....
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