"Hey, you okay?" I ask Proteus.
"I'm fine. How's your wound?" Proteus asks.
"It's fine. You?" I ask.
Proteus lets out a breath. I grip the steering wheel. The seas finally calmed down. Poseidon let his rage go. I let out a relieved breath. We're still falling the star. I can see it as it glows. I followed this star too the end of the world. I turn to Proteus.
"Hey, um... thanks." I say.
"For what?" Proteus asks.
"For saving my life against the God of the Seas." I say.
"I figured I owed you." He says.
"Do you think he's right about me?" I ask.
Am I too nice? Mercy has a price. Am I just a rift raft? Am I just a bastard? Am I nobody?
"Sinbad! Of course not!" Proteus yells.
"That's a relief." I say.
"Why are you bringing this up?" Proteus asks.
"Eh. No reason." I shrug.
"Sinbad, what's going on with you?" He asks.
"Nothing. I'm fine." I say.
"You don't sound fine." He comments.
"It's nothing." I turn.
"Sinbad-" He starts.
"Alright! Look, I'm scared." I shout.
He looks at me.
"I pissed of a God, the God of the Seas." I say.
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𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔟𝔞𝔡'𝔰 𝔇𝔢𝔟𝔱
FantasyI'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...
