Achilles And Patroclus - Tumblr Posts
part 2
the voices of Achilles and Patroclus:)
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āAnd perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. [...] When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.āĀ š©ø
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āIn 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.āĀ š»
Two souls, reunited.
(quotes from Madelline Miller's The Song Of Achilles)
song hits hard but lyric caught me off guard



It took me a moment to realize whaf it meant


"They found the hero (Achilles) delighting with a beautiful carved lyre, with a silver bridge, which he took among the remains when he destroyed the city of Eƫtion; with it he recreated his spirit, singing deeds of men. In front, Patroclus, alone and silent, waited for the Aeacide to stop singing".
JUST SAW A QUOTE SAYING HOZIER LOVES WOMEN THE WAY ACHILLES LOVES PATROCLUS
after āThe Song of Achillesā by Madeline Miller (warning: violence)
Heliotropic soul who smells of spring.
Sunshine hair with gold-leafed summer irises,
Bright, shining from alabaster flesh.
Chiseled hands over carved wood,
Sinew-plucked strings.
They would never draw blood.
Winter is a minimalist,
Warmed by our roseate love,
Thawed anew.

this was actually quite fun to do I love them
don't mind the shading I gave up. I'm hungry and stressed out goodbye

this was actually quite fun to do I love them
don't mind the shading I gave up. I'm hungry and stressed out goodbye
The Song of Achilles (chapter 9,page 78-79)
At night we lay on soft grass in front of the cave, and Chiron showed us constellations, telling their stories-Andromeda, cowering before the sea monster's jaws, and Perseus poised to rescue her; the immortal horse Pegasus, aloft on his wings, born from the severed neck of Medusa. He told us too Heracles, his labours, and the madness that took him. In its grip he had not recognized his wife and children, and had killed them for enemies.
Achilles asked, "How could he not recognize his wife?"
"That is the nature of madness," Chiron said. His voice sounded deeper than usual. He had known this man, I remembered. Had known the wife.
"But why did the madness come?"
"The gods wished to punish him," Chiron answered.
Achilles shook his head, impatiently. "But this was a greater punishment for her. It was not fair of them."
"There is no law that gods must be fair,Achilles," Chiron said.
"And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth, when another is gone. Do you think?"
"Perhaps," Achilles admitted.
A poet falls in love with a singer
Listen to me, 3200 years ago, Patroclus
Plucked figs, ripe and bleeding juice,
Just for the blond haired boy who
Laughed with him. They sat on beaches,
Drank in sunlight as if it was life
Itself. They spoke to each other like equals
And had private races simply for their
Own amusement. The water reflected
In its waves just how happy they were.
Listen still. Even longer ago, furious Zeus
Sent his golden lightning down to us,
Striking the pairs that roamed the earth
As one. He scattered them, each now
Only half of the soul they used to be,
Left to seek out their other half, knowing
Nothing of how they looked or behaved;
Only that their laugh was the most
Beautiful. You say my name and I want
To melt into you like beeswax, vibrant and bright
With natural joy. I want to give parts of myself to
You, until you feel as if you are one whole
Soul again. You donāt like my poetry
As much as I want you to, but the thing is,
I would love you even if you hated me.
If the universe collapsed in on itself right
Now, and our small world came to its
End, I would be content lying in bed with
you, our legs tangled beneath the sheets,
Our warm breath mingling in a quiet conversation
That only we will ever have. The world
Will get cold around everyone towards the
End. Our air deprived of oxygen and
Heat as the Sun is swallowed. Humanity
Will feel winter like never before, the
Winters we get with the changing climate
Will not rival the end of time and space.
What Iām trying to tell you is, if youāre ready,
I want to make you shiver like that.
With lines from āHistory Student Falls in Love With Astrophysics Studentā by Keaton St. James
**I saw the mentioned poem this morning and I physically couldnāt stop myself from opening my notes app. I just started running. The pacing and format is just so gorgeous and I wanted to emulate the theme with my own words. I will DEFINITELY be reading some more of Keatonās stuff in the future because oh my god.**
Three ships with the same vibe



oh, another popular tragic mlm ship? look me in the eye and tell me theyāre not just another achilles and patroclus. another merlin and arthur. another sirius and remus. another neil and todd. tell me itās not just another golden boy and his seemingly mundane best friend. look me in the eye-
Fun Fact - or not so much
Okay, so, in my new book, there's a couple who is based off of Patroclus and Achilles and y'all know that quote from Song of Achilles right?
āI 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.ā
My couple has various moments where "Patroclus" recognizes "Achilles" right away by the sound of him walking, or how he smells, or (when he's dying) by his touch as a reference.
I did that at random. I didn't plan it but still happened.
And now I'm crying.
I wonder how bored I was when I thought of doing it

It's just too easy to draw him in dress