Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. - Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. - Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

YEP I THOUGHT THE SAME THING WHEN I READ THAT LINE AND IT KILLED ME AND NOW SOMEONES GONE AND DRAWN IT AND PLEASR JUST LET ME DIE

YEP I THOUGHT THE SAME THING WHEN I READ THAT LINE AND IT KILLED ME AND NOW SOMEONES GONE AND DRAWN IT AND PLEASR JUST LET ME DIE

OTP: This and this and this Achilles and Patroclus, The song of Achilles- this book reduced me to a crumbling, pathetic, sobbing heap on the floor

OTP: This and this and this Achilles and Patroclus, The song of Achilles- this book reduced me to a crumbling, pathetic, sobbing heap on the floor

"I feel like i could eat the world raw."- tsoa #tsoa the song of achilles #patrochilles

"I feel like i could eat the world raw."- tsoa #tsoa the song of achilles #patrochilles

I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth. As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong. “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I. —Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth. As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong. “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I. —Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

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