Aena

“He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles