Teodora

“He smiled, and his face was like the sun.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“I need to make something perfectly clear.” She dips again, eyes focused on her task. “Should you die, I will not fall quietly into grief.” There’s a squeezing sensation in my chest, directly below the cloth now swiping over my left pectoral. “Moonbeam—” “I will not simply accept your absence as collateral for the privilege of having had you in the first place, nor will I carry myself with the same merciful poise you possess,” she bites out with regal fortitude, dipping the cloth. Strangles the water free with such might her knuckles pale. “I’ll wreck the world to avenge your death, Kaan Vaegor.”
― Sarah A. Parker, The Ballad of Falling Dragons

“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 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.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles