Daan

“I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.
"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.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“I won't be okay, but I will be better”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“I am made of memories.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Bodies are fucking weird, especially when it feels like you don't belong in your own.”
― Mason Deaver, I Wish You All the Best