Odysseus—EPIC

((I have found ze motivation. Here is your Troy Saga 😌))

{Horse and the Infant}

It was time to end the Trojan war once and for all. After ten years, the final battle was just around the corner. The Greeks faked a retreat to trick the Trojans into thinking they gave up. They were fools. The Greek army was crowned in a big wooden horse outside of Troy’s gates. The Trojans were suspicious at first, and Helen was the only one (even though she isn’t even Trojan) to catch onto the trap. So at night she walked up to the horse and knocked on it, mimicking each of the voices of each man’s wife and calling them by name. When no one came out, Helen went back into Troy and said nothing further.

So, when the Trojans declared the wooden horse safe, they pushed it into Troy. Then—inside the horse—Odysseus turned to the Greek army, “Alright, my brothers, listen closely Tonight, we make the Trojans pay Ten years of war, they've killed us slowly But now we'll be the ones who slay!” (I’ve always found that last night super weird. Is it just me?) “Think of your wives and your children Your families wonder where you've been They're growing old and yet you're still here Do what I say, and you'll see them again!”

“Yes, Sir!” All the Greeks answered almost immediately.

“Diomedes will lead the charge Agamemnon will flank the guards Menelaus will let our mates Through the gates to take the whole city at large Teucer will shoot any ambush attack And little Ajax will stay back Nestor, secure Helen and protect her Neo, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Hector.”

Each of those respective warriors nodded, some giving a ‘Yes, Sir’.

“Find that inner strength now Use that well of pride Fight through every pain now Ask yourself inside What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for?”

“What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for?” the soldiers echoed.

Odysseus looked down the sword in his hand, grip tightening on the hilt, Penelope. . . he thought, the image of his wife flashing through his mind, Penelope and Telemachus. I fight for us.

Penelope. “What do you try for?” The soldiers said out land. Telemachus. Odysseus answered in his head. “What do you wish for?” I'm on my way. He thought as he looked up. “What do you fight for?” The horse stopped moving.

“Attack!” With that firm command from Odysseus, the walls of the horse EXPLODED into splinters as every Greek charged out, catching the Trojans off guard in the sudden attack.