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Pa-tro-clus.
TSOA, Madeline Miller
What has Hector ever done to me?
TSOA, Madeline Meyer
He is half of my soul, as the poets say.
TSOA, Madeline Miller
And perhaps it is greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.
TSOA, Madeline Miller
We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but each other.
TSOA, Madeline Miller
Achilles to thetis: *casually leaning on the side of a rock* hey, so, um, just wondering, hypothetically, can you see me up on mount Pelion?
Thetis: I cannot
Achilles: cool, coolcoolcoolcool, great, thanks. Anyway, I’ll be going now. Bye
(Achilles absolutely sprinting back)
Achilles to Patroclus: hey man, so, my mum can’t see us up here, wanna bang?
I can’t reblog this fast enough. My tears are getting in my way.
imagine if the song of achilles was just a written narration of patroclus recounting all of his memories to thetis, as seen in the last few pages where they were talking,, that’s why everything was written in past tense rather than present. patroclus is made of memories because that’s all he ever will be if not permitted to join achilles in death and we are literally witnesses to his life, just as thetis was prior to her honouring of patroclus’ soul
every part of this post is so wonderfully fitting
⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ patrochilles ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
✧ all the stars - kendrick&sza ✧
"I thought of how many nights I had lain awake in this room, loving him in silence."
all the stars are closer i.e. achilles sleeping beside patroclus as the latter lay awake, yearning.
"We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other."
the youthful notion that nothing would happen to them, when in fact they were running out of time. the way they were hauntingly obsessed with each other.
"....they never let you be happy and famous."
corrupt a man's heart with a gift i.e. achilles having enough strength to succumb to pride.
"If you have to go, you know I will go with you."
the fact that both achilles and patroclus didn't care about winning or losing at the end — they simply wanted each other.
"I wish he had let you all die."
"There are no bargains between lions and men. I will kill you and eat you raw."
the way achilles was always uncaring of others, uncaring of their views, their attitudes, aware of their lies, aware of their schemes, yet the only thing that mattered was patroclus.
"I would recognize you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I would recognize you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, in different times. And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion."
"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
"I am made of memories."
"Go," she says. "He waits for you."
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.
enough said.
Just finished reading the Symposium, in which a guy named Phaedrus claims that Aeschylus is ridiculous for believing that Achilles is the lover and Patroclus the beloved. (i.e. that Achilles tops.)
Phaedrus argues that Patroclus was the lover (the top) and Achilles the beloved (the bottom), as Patroclus was older and Achilles more beautiful.
do you call it 'soulmate' or 'I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.'