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"His domestic harmony with me was closer to a sort of rehearsal, I realized. When he sat by the hearth, when he worked in my garden, he was trying to remember the trick of it. How an axe might feel in wood instead of flesh. How he might hit himself to Penelope again, smooth as one of Daedalus' joints"

doing everything not to lose himself ;-;

"None shrank and simpered as you did, and yet great Helios stepped on you all the faster, because you were already crouched at his feet"

finally getting used to the prose, don't get me wrong, it is a delightful read and I love reading Circe's thought process and each character has such distinct voices!