Updated: 1/19/2021

Storyboard Text

  • "We climbed, then, briskly to the cave."
  • "Neither reply nor pity cam from him, but in one stride he clutched at my companions and caught two in his hands like squirming puppies to beat their brains out, spattering on the floor."
  • "Cyclops, try some wine. Here's liquor to wash down your scraps of men."
  • "In a smithy one sees a white-hot axes head or an adze-plunged and wrung in a cold tub, screeching steam the way they make soft iron hale and hard :just so that eyeball hissed around the spike."
  • "Three abreast I tied them silently together, twining cords of willow from the ogre’s bed;then slung a man under each middle oneto ride there safely, shielded left and right."
  • "At this he stretched his hands out in his darkness toward the sky of stars, and prayed Poseidon."