nxrixnne
nxrixnne
Vera Cruz
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nxrixnne · 5 years ago
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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I took a last look at Achilles,standing by the side of the chariot,almost forlorn.I reached for his hand,and he gripped it.
“Be careful” He said.
“I will”
There was no more to say,but for once we did not say it.
There would be other times for speaking,tonight and tomorrow and all the days after that.
He let go of my hand.
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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for as long as he will let me.
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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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.
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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yayy another patrochilles piece :D i wanted this to capture the tone of the story when they were still happierrrr you know, before the homewrecker came and ruined a lot of things
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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If I can bring happiness to people all around the world, then I will try my best to do so.
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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character poster » bran stark
for @direwolfpapi
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nxrixnne · 7 years ago
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fruit tea - IG:tinaaa071
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
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Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
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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
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
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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.
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
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Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
Conversation
Odysseus: What are you gonna bring to christmas dinner?
Achilles: My negative attitude and sparkling personality
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nxrixnne · 8 years ago
Conversation
Briseis: [standing outside Patroclus' bedroom] PATROCLUS, WE HAVE TO GO! COME OUT!
Patroclus: I'M GAY
Briseis: NOT WHAT I MEANT BUT I STILL SUPPORT YOU
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