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Hello again everybody! This has been a pretty popular story so far, and I'm hoping it will pick up more as it goes along, and I'm glad you're all enjoying it! This is the chapter where the story will start getting interesting I think, and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Chapter 3!

Leo's POV

Nothing happened. Nothing happened at all.

It had been three days of sailing and nothing was changing, and I didn't get it. I watched the horizon, looked around, and occasionally changed course when it felt right. I didn't understand what was going on. Shouldn't there have been a monster or something? Anything?

I wandered the ship, letting Festus take care of the ship, any way he could, and there was nothing to fix, so I was getting restless from the lack of anything to do. I built random little things out of pieces and parts I had, but nothing was useful at all. I wondered if I had done something wrong, if the astrolabe was doing something to lead me in circles or in the complete wrong direction.

I'd studied the astrolabe for hours, trying to understand it.

I finally gave up and went to my room to think for hours. Then I realized the problem with that. I didn't have anything to think about except Calypso and rescuing her. I had to stop that quickly, because I felt the depression setting in when I thought about that, and the fact that I was, as far as I knew, making absolutely no progress in this trip.

I finally just gave up and started designing things, anything. I figured a way to improve the speed of the Argo II, make better weapons, improve forging celestial bronze, and then I finally fell asleep.

Days passed, and I knew that my food wasn't going to last infinitely. I probably only had several days of food left, even though I had plenty of water.

I didn't know what to do. Something odd had happened the other day, and it wasn't helping my confidence because it was confusing me. The feeling I had about where I should set my course for kept shifting, several times nearly 180 degrees.

I had no better option, so I followed the course. I just had to hope that I would find Ogygia before I ran out of food. I considered attempting to fish, but I had no bait, and even if I did, I was supposedly following a magical navigation device, so I wasn't sure it would be safe to trust fish I caught.

I just tried to do whatever I could, designing new things, thinking, even drawing. I found out that after hours of practice, I wasn't that bad of an artist. I practiced and eventually drew a picture of the Coliseum we had seen during the Giant War.

I looked at it, then decided to do something new. I drew a picture of Ogygia.

My memory of the "mythical" island was flawless. I remembered every detail of the island. I drew the beach, the waves rolling in, the trees, the gardens, everything. Then I drew Calypso on the beach. She looked just like she had the day I'd left, watching me go out to sea. I immediately felt the sadness set in, the sadness of leaving her there. Of leaving the first person since his mom who had cared for him as more than a just a friend who could make you laugh.

He'd missed her more than he would admit to anyone. He had been alright for a little while, but after the Giant War ended, he couldn't close his eyes without seeing her looking at him from the beach.

He'd lost sleep, miserable and guilty for leaving her there. He swore he would come back and he meant to keep that promise.

He heard a creek come from the speakers in his room and his thoughts froze. Festus had said something he never expected. Land.

I rushed up to the deck, faster than I had moved for anything before, and ran to the edge of the deck, nearly falling over the edge. I could feel something was different, the water, the air, the… aura, of the place. I could see an island in the distance and I immediately knew what it was. Ogygia.

I stared as I approached the island. I looked for her, for her servants, for anything I recognized. She must be in her cave. I wanted to yell for her but I couldn't get over the shock. I'd made it. I was where no man was meant to be able to return to.

I stood there for minutes as I approached the island. Then, I saw her leave her cave.

I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew she must've seen me, because she dropped the basket she had.

"Calypso!" I yelled to her.

I heard her yell back, but she was too far to understand her voice.

I stared at her. I could hardly wait to reach the island, I had to apologize for leaving her here.

Suddenly, she pointed at me and yelled something else, but I couldn't understand what she was saying. Then, I felt something hit me- hard- in the back and the back of my head at the same time. I dropped to the deck and felt the ship sink into the water and heard/felt the engines shut off. I ship drifted forward and I somehow managed to half stand to the railing again.

The Argo II must have hit the beach, because the ship suddenly stopped… and I didn't.

I fell over the railing on the deck and felt the impact. I heard someone call my name, though I couldn't see, and felt pressure on my chest and something brush my cheek, then I blacked out.

Leo made it! How do you guys like it so far? Is it good? Please review and let me know what you think of the story, and I hope you all enjoyed! I hope to see you in the next one!