The time has finally come for me to leave. Quite right, too. I spend my days sulking about the island, longing for Penelope and my old home.

Hermes has finally arrived to tell me that I will be leaving. I don't want to leave

Calypso, but I will.

She is letting me go. After all these years with Calypso, she is finally saying goodbye for the last time.

Oh well. Her loss.