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reread tsoa and can't stop thinking about the fact they knew of achilles and patroclus.Everyone knew it, they must have seen: achilles falling to his knees in the middle of the agora cause patroclus has too much blood on his tunic from a rough day at medic, patroclus becoming the first soldier ever to return from battles without even a stracth bcz his feral dog can't stop doing laps around him, the way achilles doesn't attend any council meetings without him and doesn't make a single decision without eye contact with his philtatos, patroclus small talking with the camp and Achilles "I can't function without patroclus" pelides sulking,the fact that when patroclus ask someone if they slept well the other party can't do the same because everyone heard them last night.
AM I THE ONLY ONE GETTING ACHILLES AND PATROCLUS VIBES FROM NETFLIX'S YOUNG ROYALS?
it's just me? ok
I just finished reading the Song of Achilles.
I cried even though I knew from the start how it would end? Yes.
Would I cry again if I read it again? Absolutely.
x | x | x x | x | x “I will go,” he said. “I will go to Troy.” The rosy gleam of his lip, the fevered green of his eyes. There was not a line anywhere on his face, nothing creased or graying; all crisp. He was spring, golden and bright. Envious death would drink his blood, and grow young again. He was watching me, his eyes as deep as earth. “Will you come with me?” he asked. The never-ending ache of love and sorrow. Perhaps in some other life I could have refused, could have torn my hair and screamed, and made him face his choice alone. But not in this one. He would sail to Troy and I would follow, even into death. “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes.”
While reading.
My brain: You're tired. Enough for today.
My fingers: I can't stop turning pages. It's so interesting. Let me finish this chapter.
The Song of Achilles
Thinking of Patrochilles when listening a love/sad/romantic song and then feeling too much than you already feel about them.
Mood.
There's an ache in me which spreads like a wildfire when I think about Patrochilles.
Two days after reading The Song of Achilles, I'm at the stage where I search their tag in every social media and go through it for hours and hours and suffer in its bitter-sweet story.
"We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other."
-Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
it’s giving:
“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.