Odysseus meanwhile had stopped looking for younger guys to wrestle with and was recounting some story involving how he and/or maybe some other person (?) had a long time ago disguided themselves one night, killing sheep or oxen and hiding in/under the skins, going about on all 4s, walking in the middle of a herd that was ushered into a castle, the gates shut behind them and how then, in the cower of night, suddenly (bravely) throwing off their disguises and slaughtering their enemies.

The scene was interrupted at a certain moment when a whole gaggle of the youngest gods – kids of various ages who had been playing, away from the adults and totally unsupervised in the forest, came running back barefoot, screaming shouting and having ‘the hands that wave in shock and surprise’ ©. The restive group was led by Nightsong and Pelvis, both kids of Agemamenon and HiFi from a previous marriage and behind them came all out of breath gesticulating and terrified Shoshanna, Beetle, Chromosome, Diagonal, Julu, and then even smaller kids whose names no one is expected to remember, most of them naked and covered in bramble scratches, the juice of melted icepops and some kind of insect bites. Gesticulating, talking all over each other all time etc they arrival was worse than a hurricane of bees and when the noise was – almost immediately – too unbearable Agemamenon himself stood on one of the improvised picnic tables, unsteady on his feet from the drinking, and banged a stick on the ground yelling for ALL to be QUIET. And all of a sudden everything was quiet.

Thank you said Agemamenon and then he turned to Nightsong and Pelvis and asked them what the absolute fuck of all and anything was going on that justified such a RACKET.

All eyes looked to them and it was Nightsong as spoke first.

They had been playing at the pool in the forest glade, the one that lets the Gods observe down on what is happening on Earth. They saw a terrible storm on a ocean and a lot of boats on it that were not proper seaworthy tossed this way and that and many people clung to them boats or rafts including children, men, women and other genders. The storm grew worse.

Agemamenon said again what happened?

Then Nightsong spoke again. They said that one of the youngsters – a 8 y/old called Valiant or Valuation or something like that, a love child of Promestheus (sic) and Codswallop, drew too close to the pool and fell in, tumbling down through the water and into the sky, falling through the sky of earth and into the storm tossed water down below.

The gathered Gods let out a massive gasp including Codswallop who grew very suddenly very pale and Promestheus who fainted immediately with several of the more sober older Gods coming to his aid incl Harry Belafonte and renowned warrior ‘Stickleback’.

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