Odysseus Of Homer's Odyssey

Following the exhilarating visit on the island of the Cyclops, Odysseus and his men continued on their journey back to Ithaca. Poseidon came to Odysseus in a dream and informed him, "You and your men will stumble upon the island Vulcano as you sail. On this island grows the Aiónios tree that will supply you and your men with an everlasting amount of the fruit, Durian. To find thetree, you must hike to the peak of the tallest mountain of Vulcano. With this tree, you and your crew will never starve again. It is only in your hands to make the right choice and stop on this island, Odysseus. You don't want to lead your men the wrong way again, do you?" Odysseus shot up briskly from his rest and knew at once that they needed to

They are creatures of fire and destruction - the kin of the devil. As revenge for waking them from their dormant slumber, they will sacrifice us one by one to Hephaestus." Nonsense!,' whispered Odysseus, 'We will escape this volcano and sail back to Ithaca to tell this tale." But even then Odysseus was becoming less and less sure. As if thunder had struck the ground, ominous pounding grew nearer to where the crew stood. A new beast appeared out of the darkness. Still of the same species, yet the size of a bear, it advanced forward. Cracks appeared throughout the ground where lava dripped from the crevices. It exhaled steam as the crew reared back in pure terror. Staring at the blood thirsty beast ready to rip them to shreds like pieces of hay, he felt the surface beneath him shake. Odysseus peered down at his filthy and tired feet and noticed a spect of orange light shining through a crack. The crack expanded, almost blinding their fragile eyes and he screamed "To the walls, to the walls!" The heat from the hot lava trickled down the back of his throat leaving him

Red liquid dripped from Odysseus’s sore hands, which caused uncontainable smiles among the creatures. The lava bubbled up and drew closer and closer to their bodies. Odysseus looked up to his men being dragged across the red, slimy floor by the creatures’ strong and spiky tails. The pit of lava boiled and blood splattered more and more by the minute. Heat dawned on Odysseus and he began to sweat brutally from the boiling orange substance. He felt his skin burn as the creature propped him up on a stick right above the lava. All his men were inches away from becoming burned flesh, as was he. One of his men screeched in pain as he was dangled over the scorching molten rock. A few of the creatures used their keen hands to swing his men around, inflicting pure horror. As the creatures pulled his men away to death, they scraped the ground with their fingernails begging for their lives. The beastly creatures’ faces filled with happiness as they pursued their great