My actual favorite part of wisdom saga is telemachus trying to lean against Athena (he thought about that for .03 seconds and then was like nah !!! :D she's my friend not the goddess of war!!! Good to see that the audacity is running strong in odysseus's family) and then just passed threw her and fell on the floor. And then Athena did not move at all!!! And just stood there looking at him.
Athena with odysseus: surprise attacking odysseus and bodily slamming him to palace walls (for awareness training). Randomly kidnapping him from the palace to drop him in the woods (or the ocean or on two memorable occasions on a completely different island) (survival training), using her full strength in sparing matches (odysseus has many broken bones) dragging him up by his wrist so they're face to face. Not being careful with how often she uses quick thought or any of her other powers (what? He seems fine. She's sure odysseus has always been a freak it's definitely not brain damage it's/fine/hes /fine)
Athena with telemachus, after she accidentally knocked him out once: right right odysseus and penelope taught me how to do this when they had me babysit you. Gotta be gentle so so gentle. Gotta support the head gotta craddle humans not yank them up by the wrist (she knew odysseus was a freak why didn't he say anything??) Can't just funnel her full power into the kid gotta be so gentle.
i recorded this one awhile ago and waffled on redoing it but then realized i kind of liked it, imperfections included. so yeah, sticking with it.
Lyrics:
at the bottom of the ocean
in an underwater fortress
there lived an ancient wizard
with his skeleton assistant
they were writing out a poem
that was growing ever longer
they were writing out the wisdom
of a waning whale prophet
they knew the world was dying
and they knew they couldn't stop it
'cause nothing in this world is right.
no nothing in this world is right
'cause nothing in this world is right.
no nothing in this world is right
no it wasn't always like this
they didn't come just to archive
when the universe first sent them
the hope was we'd survive
but that had to be abandoned
and there was writing to be done
so kelp parchment was pressed and bleached
and the squid gave up their ink
then the prophet sung the tale
of a world on the brink
'cause nothing in this world is right.
no nothing in this world is right
'cause nothing in this world is right.
no nothing in this world is right
the sun had set on desperation
for the worldly it was winter
there were no more incantations
no more pleas for transformation
there were no more calls for logic
no more reasonable decrees
so the eels kept lit the laterns
while the wizard penned the patterns
that were chanted by our elders
from deep beneath the sea