"What were you thinking?"
Her face was lit. She was wearing an evil smile. That's what he would call it. He had no idea what was so funny that she was laughing of course.
Opening his eyes, the sea was still and the waves had resumed there usual duties. He was made to feel like he was a fool. There was no Poseidon. Probably he had come and gone or she had fought him.
No! That could never be true. It didn't take him forever before he opened his eyes of course. Or was the lady playing with his Instinct and patience.
"Where is Poseidon?"
He was forced to asked. But she laughed and stood from beside him. She had been sitting on a modelled chair which had a resting aid. He had never seen it before.
"Here I am. So blessed to be a wanderer."
She dubbed Poseidon's voice again. Damn! Was she some psychopath? Why was she doing that to him.