“Odysseus of Ithaca used to have a way with words. He could talk circles around anyone thrown at him, if need be; he could earn himself and his fellows nearly anything if he chose his argument wisely. Ones of the mind were easiest—he was mentored by Athena, after all. Ones of the heart, less so, but he could at the very least say something. But it’s been so long, and he’s faced so much, and gradually he’s resorted to the blade over pretty words. His wit remains in bits and pieces, still present in his own train of thought and every so often parts of conversation, when he reminds himself that he’s back home with those he loves most. But Odysseus has forever been shattered, and he can’t seem to find the shards that tell him what to say in moments like these.” sooo i made a teensy little one-shot focusing on telecommunications and ody!! you can find it on ao3, it’s called “…and now you’re here; i can’t find the words” by blue_is_very_confused! eheheh
art: me song: I Can’t Help But Wonder from EPIC: the Musical (Ithaca Saga) by Jorge Rivera-Herrans!
