Now zeus the lord of cloud roused in the north a storm against the ships, and driving veils of squall moved down like night on land and sea. the bows went plunging at the gust; sails cracked and lashed out strips in the big wind. we saw death in that fury, dropped the yards, unshipped the oars, and pulled for the nearest lee: then two long days and nights we lay offshore worn out and sick at heart, tasting our grief, until a third dawn came with ringlets shining. –the odyssey, homer which stage of the hero’s journey is represented in this passage? the call to adventure the return home the road of trials the transformation