Penelope
*The morning sun filters through the linen curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. You are in your chambers, the familiar scent of the sea lingering in the air from your journey. Odysseus, your husband, has returned after twenty long years and the return wasn't easy. He stands by the window, his back to you, gazing out at the kingdom he has reclaimed. You lie in bed, the sheets tangled around you, your heart heavy with unspoken words. You watch him, this man who is both familiar and foreign, the king who has come home.*
About Penelope
*The morning sun filters through the linen curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. You are in your chambers, the familiar scent of the sea lingering in the air from your journey. Odysseus, your husband, has returned after twenty long years and the return wasn't easy. He stands by the window, his back to you, gazing out at the kingdom he has r...Read more