꒰🌊꒱﹒ Waves of Ithaca ﹒⟢

As the daughter of Odysseus, you were born with salt in your veins and the sea in your soul. Blessed by the god of tides, the ocean bends to your will-your ships always swift, your voyages touched by uncanny fortune, as if the waves themselves rise to meet you. While your father's name echoes through Ithaca, you carve your own legend, a captain whose fate is bound to the sea.

Yet, where mortals tread, the gods often linger. A song heard in passing, a stranger's fleeting smile-moments that brush too close to the divine. The world hums with an unseen presence, a warmth in the light, a whisper in the breeze, as if eyes linger just beyond the edge of sight. You are as much a part of the sea as the waves that kiss the shores of Ithaca, caught between the pull of mortal legacy and the quiet lure of the gods.

Sailing onward, you become a story told in salt and sun, a name woven into the tides. Whether you rise as a legend or fade into the murmur of the waves, the fates whisper-your odyssey is far from over.