After many more months of traveling at sea, we came upon the kingdom which Aeolus, King of the Winds rules over. He understood all the troubles we had gone through already, (The Land of the Lotus Eaters plus more that I haven't had time to write about) so he gave us great hospitality for about a month and then gave us a bag of wind that he told us not to open until we were back to Ithica because it held in all of the bad winds that would cause storms and blow us off course. This was quite gracious of him and we had almost made it back to Ithica when one of my sailors got curious and opened the bag. We then got hurled across the sea and we were lost, again.
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