Telemachus

Silence.

Note: oh ladies and gents... I am back baby~

Silence.

The waters where a silent shade of red.

The color you get when you sink a ship but people got hurt, to hurt to live. 

The color you get when youre chumming the water for sharks.

When sirens are killed it gets impossible silent. A man can feel completely alone.

But in this case, the one who felt alone was this silent siren, one who was only a teenager, looking 16 in mortal years at most. Her throat had a small cut in it, just about where the vocal chords were. This scar was a reminder, that her parents betrayed the school. And that she was lucky to be alive.

She didnt remember her name. No one spoke the name of a creature who doesn't speak. Adam didnt ask the animals their name, he gave one to them, and they could not correct him. She swam through the water. The blood clouding her visions, but she knew every route in the ocean... she knew the way to circe's island. Every siren knew to avoid it. 

But when the mortal man who spares your life tells you were to go, you obey. 

And so she swam, day in and day out. Hunting the schools of harmless fish, she could not sing anyone to their watery Graves.

Has the ocean always been so silent? 

Maybe. Maybe the songs of sirens were just a way to drown out the silence. Maybe they sang sailors to the depths because they didnt want to be lonely. 

After all, lonely singing is the most beautiful and solemn of all. 

The siren child could feel herself getting closer to Circes Island. The weight in her arms getting heavier. She would have to resurface soon if it would breath. She went to the surface and waited a minute. The thing in her arms coughing up water. She saw the island just ahead and started to swim as fast as she could. A storm was coming.

As she landed on the beach she realized that she could not cry for help, could not make any noise. Until she saw a bird. She let one land near her and then grabbed its leg, causing it to scream out in distress. Two people in the palace flung the door open and came running to the beach thinking that maybe a sailor had arrived on their shores. When they saw the siren, one of them, the younger one grabbed her staff. 

"Who are you? What have your brought with you?" The girl said. The siren pointed to her throat showing the scar. She couldn't make a sound. The girl softened slightly. And the woman approached the siren and the mass beside it. The siren started to write in the sand while the woman spoke.

"Alexandra, we do not speak rudely to fellow women, all girls are welcomed here-" the woman froze as she saw the body in the sand, a tiny whisper that served as her voice slipped out, "Euryluchus..." 

"What?!" The young Alexandra exclaimed. "What do you mean Euryluchus?!" 

"Its him, hes still breathing, he was struck by lightning! Quick, get my medicinal herbs and bandages." Circe said frantically trying to get the water out of his lungs.

"I have them right here!" The young witch said. Circle quickly got out some cilantro, and put it in his mouth. He started to cough, rolling over and coughing up a lot of water. Alexandra pulled out some small vial of oil and quickly started to apply it to the burns. She also grabbed a leaf from a near by aloe Vera plant and quickly put that on some of the wounds. Circe wrapped the bandaged around his torso and they both carried him inside and plopped him down onto Circes bed. Circe and alexandra took turns watching him. And both individually went to thank the siren girl, Alexandra was actually working out a way to talk to her eith hand signals. It took a few more hours for him to wake up.

"Ugh... where am I? This isn't the under world?" He said trying to sit up.

"Well it certainly isn't. Its home..." Alexandra said.

He shot up, like a bird in flight, he groaned in pain and fell back onto the bed though.

"Little crow? What am I doing here?" 

"Well the siren girl who brought you here said she was repaying the favor for saving her. She brought you here after what I can only assume was a run in with Zeus." Circd said as she put a cool damp cloth to his fore head and sat next to him on the edge of the bed. His face lit up when he saw her, and he gently held her wrist. 

"Im home then? Im assuming your island?" 

"Yes, and I will be personally nursing you back to health." "Both of us will mum. We can take turns. I can show him my new spells!" Alexandra sai with excitement. "Not in the house you will have to wait until he can go outside, and that could be months, maybe longer, even eith my abilities."

"What about with our abilities mum? I bet we can get him back on his feet in a month, and better than before in two." 

"You overestimate your abilities." Circe said sharply "magic is not a game or a gamble."

"Give her a chance Circe... besides, she stubborn, she'll make me get up and walk tomorrow if she really wanted to." He said with a smile. Circes face softened as she kissed his forehead, he beamed like a puppy up at her, happy to be with her again. "Rest Euryluchus... rest." 

When Circe looked up, Alexandra was gone, probably to her nest, her loft upstairs where she slept and kept all of her worldly possessions and anything shiny she found on the beach. But after a while, when circe headed to the kitchen to make food, she saw Alexandra already there, making a soup and a tea.

"Go be with him mum, I left so you two could have some time alone, I'll bring it to you when its ready." 

And with that Circe smiled and walked back to her room, siting on the edge of the bed next to Euryluchus, the two softly talking to eachother about important things that Alexandra would soon have to learn. Like how he would stay hidden from the gods. How he was going to have to help out on the island. How he and circe could get married. Or like how Circe was carrying the baby of Euryluchus.

But all of that was for another day. The two lovers just held eachother, and talked.