As night turned to day, my fair Penelope was awoken by the news of the massacre of what happened over the night. She rushed downstairs to check up on the news, and instead found me, her long lost husband. It was an enthralling feeling, yet for Penelope she couldn't quite believe her eyes. She then comments on moving her bed and I state that the bed cannot be moved for I bult it around the base of a tree. This is when my wife knew that the man before her was truely Odysseus.
After I told her of my travels and of my voyage home I went to go see my father Laeartes. When I came to his farm I noticed that he had grown old and sorrowful at the loss of me and my mother. He became very sad and began to weep at the burden. I couldn't bare it any longer and I revealed myself to my father and we embraced with joy. We begin to feast with each other and converse like two old friends. I am finally home.
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