“You are a hero that endured an odyssey,” she says.
Alone on his ship, he drops his hood. “It didn’t end well at Circe’s banquet.”
She touches the pig-man’s face, then removes her veil. “Nor for I when I drew a goddess’ jealousy.”
He takes the pig-woman’s hand.
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