Calypso was storming around her island in anger when she received her first visit from the king of the gods. With a little warning Zeus was coming, she might have done something in the way of preparation. As it was, he found her with flyaway hair and wild eyes. There was static in the air from gathering thunderclouds.
"Calypso," Zeus said. She jumped, faced him, and threw her hands in the air.
"Oh!"She exclaimed. "Look! They great and mighty Zeus finally bows his head to visit!" She spat at the sand. "How many useless visitors can I possibly receive in one day?"
"Watch your tongue, girl," Zeus thundered. "Do not tempt me to make your situation worse."
Calypso threw her had back. She laughed; the kind of cruel laughter she hadn't made since her exile began. It was a truly titanic sound. "Worse?" She screamed. "Define worse, Lord Zeus!"
She threw her arms out, gesturing wildly around her. For once, Zeus was silent.
As Calypso's breathing steadied, she gestured out to Zeus. "Just tell me why you are here." Her voice sounded flat. "Then you can be on your way and I can continue screaming my heart out."
"That's just the problem." Zeus raised his eyes to the sky. "You should know by now, Calypso, that the weather on Ogygia is directly affected by your moods."
Did he mean the time it rained on Ogygia for fifty years? "Yes, I had an idea."
"Well, stop. The island wasn't meant to sustain such weather, and I have enough on my plate with the war and all to be worrying about some mortal getting caught in your magic storm and ending up here by accident like Earhart or Valdez!"
Calypso's eyes flashed. Lightning streaked across the sky. The wind started to whip up around Calypso's feet. "Don't say his name."
Zeus faltered. "What?"
"Do not." Calypso stepped forward. "Speak. His. Name!"
She threw her hands out, and the winds surged forward, nearly pushing Zeus off his feet. "Stop this!" He bellowed. But it was no good. Zeus may have been a god, but Calypso was a Titan.
"Get off my island!" she roared, and the sand whirled up, surrounding Zeus in a cyclone until a bolt of lightning came down and broke it, melting the sand into pieces of glass that scattered across the beach.
Zeus was gone. Calypso's chest heaved. Her lungs felt constricted. She couldn't breathe. The winds continued to buffet her from all sides, until she sank down, collapsing in on herself into the sand.
She pressed her face into the sand. Pieces of glass cut the side of her face. Calypso opened her mouth and sobbed.
Every time I say I'm back I'm actually not back so I'm gonna stop saying I'm back
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