Finally that day I have been longing for has arrived. I’ve arrived home to Ithaca to greet my missed daughter and to discover my wife, Accalia, has remarried to a blonde haired fisherman. Upon this discovery I was crushed, I no longer believed in love or friendship. I had been replaced by a stinky fisherman and now I was to make a name for myself, so I could never be replaced again. I am going to become KING. The way to become king of Ithaca is to marry Penelope. The only problem is Odysseus isn’t really dead so technically Penelope can’t remarry. However if Accalia could remarry during my lifetime then Penelope could remarry during Odysseus’s lifetime. It is time to say goodbye to the friendship I’ve shared with Odysseus. Penelope was choosing her new husband out of 100 suitors; I was surprised when Odysseus did not return home or stop the chaos at the castle. The way Penelope was to pick her husband was through an archery competition. Whoever she was to marry had to string Odysseus’s bow and then shoot an arrow in twelve different axe heads. I watched over thirty different suitors attempt and none could even string the bow, then it was my turn and I failed. I hoped it was an impossible task and everyone was unsuccessful so I could win Penelope another way. However it wasn’t impossible because later an old beggar, not a suitor, but someone totally unworthy of being king strung the bow and shot it in the axe heads perfectly twelve times in a row. Penelope couldn’t possibly marry an old beggar. Could she?
Yours truly,
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