telemachus’ diary (what a girl)
oh what a day! all those suitors do is sit and eat, and drink and eat, and sleep and eat, eat and eat! it’s driving me insane! oh how i wish my noble father would come home and rid this house of their presence, but alas he has fallen and gone to hade’s halls and will never cross the thresshold of his own house once again. enough of my childlike meanderings, i’m a man! but a strange thing happend today, as i sat helplessly with the suitors as they ate my oxen and sheep i caught site of a stranger standing at the gate, he was armed only with a bronze spear, which i took from him to store away as i led him to an ordanate chair with a linen cloth spread over so he might be comfortable as he sat and ate his meal, and when he had satisfied his hunger and thirst i questioned him on the werabouts or final resting place of my father odysseus. he told me his name was mentes and that he was bound for the port of temesa to trade iron for bronze but then he told me the most extraordaniry thing, he told me that my father was alive.
