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 The tale of gracious Pallas Athene’s disasters cast on the Achaean’s return from Troy was soothing to the over-stuffed suitors and they lay in silence listening. The troublesome words reached the ears of Penelope, who flew down from her quarters in a flurry of rage and despair as the tale of her lost husband was too much for her to bear. She broke the silence with her senseless weeping, and instructed their famous bard to leave their present story where it now lies, broken by her interruption. Her pain was too much for one to witness with dignity, as she exploited the silence with her ramblings about her great loss.

Telemachus stepped up and wrenched his weeping mother from her attack on the song. He spoke to her not as a child, but a man. “Shall we not blame our loyal bard for his choice of song, for it is Zeus who has, is and forever will decide the fate of man. Phemius is here to entertain, as the poets of Greece set out to do.  Forget your sorrows and remember the great Odysseus was not the only man to never return, and the many wives who lost their husbands also no longer grieve for his return.

Now your loom and spindle are calling for your touch and your quarters feel strangely cold without your presence. Leave me to the decisions as I am the master of this household and my guidance is needed.