My foot slips on the mountains edge. The air is colder here. Must be getting close to the Cyclops lair. I know it. My pulse tenses. I've seen cyclops before. But never the size of a small mountain. I've never seen a cyclops that big. I almost slip. Proteus grabs my hand.
"The rocks are really slick." Proteus warns.
"Thanks for the heads up." I say.
I grip the rocks. The wind has picked up. I hear the cyclops snoring. Or at least I think I hear him snoring. Proteus helps me up to the ledge. It's a cave. It had wide open jaws like a whale or some giant sea monster.
"Quietly." I whisper.
Proteus nods. We slowly enter. I grab a stick and I slam it into a rock. A spark ignites. I lift it up. I see cradles of wine and other food. Did this thing steal this much? I hear sheep and other livestock.
"I thought you said this thing was eating the sheep." I say.
"We thought he was." He says.
"Yeah, this changes things." I point.
There were thousands of sheep. I look around. How were we supposed to get all these sheep out of here? Not to mention, where is the cyclops? The light dims down. I feel like something opened behind us.
"Welcome strangers. It is not very often I get visitors." He voice roars.
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𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔟𝔞𝔡'𝔰 𝔇𝔢𝔟𝔱
FantasiI'm taking inspiration from the song Ruthlessness from Epic the Musical. It starts out with Poseidon's son, Polyphemus. Sinbad returns to Syracuse because word reached out a monster dwells in. A man-eating cyclops. Sinbad blinds him and lets him li...
