Long abandoned by Ulysses, Circe summons their son
Telegonus to the throne room whereupon she brings him
into her inner sanctum; there she spells out her evil plan,
Telegonus listening to his mother's interesting idea
for him to go in search of his father; grinning malevolently
as his mother has taught him, Telegonus girds himself,
knowing full well his mother has no need of love
but still in all he agrees to go on what will be a quest
of his own to find the man who sired him to **** him
come hell fire or flood; Circe also smiles fed by the evil
in her spurned heart & going back to the Rebel Temple
makes the whole world shudder with her snake gyrations
until the Gods themselves become so jealous they smite her
& her priestesses with lightning and they ignite
where they hath laid nigh 40 nights; all of the goddesses
working together to protect the golden fleece, so yes,
a hero will have to be sacrificed but that isn't necessarily
a bad thing; still, who could it be...Ulysses has long returned
to domestic life in Ithaca but an oracle having foretold
that he dutiful husband will die by his son's hand he charges
Telemachus to go patrol the far hills, leaving the young warrior
to think a foreign invasion impending; Telegonus assuming
he will be punished by the Gods attempts to invoke the aid of Hera,
instead raising the shade of Medusa who speaks
by astral projection mixing truth w/ lies & offering him the elixir
makes him gulp down her demon brew leaving him
confusedly wandering dazed & upon spying a castle
call for his men to attack it; the Gorgon's voice gurgling
in his head lying as he goes: 'as you know, I am the bride
of Zeus,' a lie; 'although I am not Hera,' a riddle,
'there are tales unwritten,' a conundrum, 'because
they have not happened yet' a contradiction; I am
not the one doing the smiting, Telegonus, u are,'
& the first knight he sees bigger, brighter & brassier than the others;
his mother's Irish blood rising to his eyes Telegonus
goes after the bigger man & smites him as predicted
by anyone who knew; Medusa's spirit a living cauldron
of feminine libido, thanks in part to Telegonus her laptop catches
fire and her thighs go up in flames. Medusa Medusa 
& looking up, Telegonus sees Queen Penelope emerging
from the castle as her son Telemachus, his half-brother
rides up on horseback seeing the resemblance & their father
lying dead at the unknowing *******'s feet, ****** sword
in hand; 'I have come seeking Ulysses, for he is my father'
says the son of Circe unwittingly fulfilling his fatal mission;
'u just killed him, *******. There mighty Odysseus lay dead';
grieving only briefly w/ the understanding that of course
a few heroes have to be sacrificed; that's the way it is
with these mortals, they come and they go; Penelope weeping
over the loss of king & husband while over the banquet feast
Telegonus tells Telemachus of Circe his enchantress mother;
of course Telegonus speaking w/ the tongue of Medusa spells
out her charms & nights alone, beguiling young Telemachus
w/ salacious tales of the stalking cougar; the warrior
thinking 'my father the hero died for his deeds yet I too
have heroic needs; I must find this woman my newly beloved
******* brother's mother & make love to her,' so deciding,
the eyes of Penelope then told her half-son that she too
had to escape the memory of Ulysses lest he should return
to haunt her frigid nights as a ghost so it was decided
that she would pass the kingdom on to whomever may take it;
Telegonus claiming it & she as his own; Penelope running away
w/ her son & Telegonus back to the island where Circe
awaited the good news of the deadbeat's death; her surprise
to find her son returning w/ love & *****; Telemachus
the young stud of Ulysses' blood for ***** Circe & as bride
for Telegonus the older, wiser former queen Penelope,
his half-brother's remarkably preserved widowed mother