Some time ago I made a post about how Aristotle and Dante has ruined me. But you know what? I lied. I fucking lied. You haven’t experienced true pain if you haven’t read The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller. I am fucking serious this time. This book is fucking torture worse than a century in the fucking underworld. I am choking and drowning in a sea of my own fucking tears. I never even knew I could get so emotional over fucking Greek mythology. When I die, bury my ashes with this fucking book.
If you haven’t read it yet, please, do yourself a favour and go do it.
my hands flurry in the air like startled birds, trying to halt the spear’s relentless movement towards my belly. but i am weak as a baby against hector’s strength, and my palms give way, unspooling in ribbons of red. the spearhead submerges in a sear of pain so great that my breath stops, a boil of agony that bursts over my whole stomach. my head drops back against the ground, and the last image i see is of hector, leaning seriously over me, twisting his spear inside me as if he is stirring a pot. the last thing i think is: achilles.
yalit meme [3/10] series or books ≡ the song of achilles by madeline miller
He was watching me, his eyes as deep as earth. “Will you come with me?” he asked. The never-ending ache of love and sorrow. Perhaps in some other life I could have refused, could have torn my hair and screamed, and made him face his choice alone. But not in this one. He would sail to Troy and I would follow, even into death. “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes.”
That in his last moments Patroclus wanted to stop Hector from killing him not because he was afraid for his life but he knew that if Hector took his life then Achilles will kill Hector and end up dying himself as the prophecy came true.
His last thoughts were for Achilles’ to live and of Achilles in general (and don’t fight me on this when I say Achilles’ last thoughts were that he could finally be together with Patroclus so he welcomed death)
“One by one we will call for a ceasefire
One by one we will fight for a better end
One by one we could rewrite the headlines
Standing side by side
One by one, love is building an empire
One by one, reaching out to our enemies
One by one we will make it to the finish line
Standing side by side
-For King & Country