She opened her gleaming doors at once and stepped forth, inviting them all in, and in they went, all innocence. Only Eurylochus stayed behind – he sensed a trap…. She ushered them in to sit on high backed chairs, then she mixed them a potion – cheese, barley and pale honey mulled in Pramnian wineContinue reading “Circe and the Cyclops: Beware of Circe the Nymph with the Lovely Braids! (Homer)”
