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“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.
My mother’s lyre. He had brought it with him.
our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.
“Greetings, Prince Achilles,” Odysseus said. “We’ve been looking for you.”
“You’re welcome to bring Patroclus along, if you like. We have business with him, as well.”
It was easy, in those moments, to forget that the war had not yet really begun.
nations were the most foolish of mortal inventions. “No man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.”
Maybe her gods are kinder than ours, and she will find rest. I would give my life again to make it so.
green eyes laughing into mine.
