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    His face is in the crook of my neck, where it belongs, where it has always fit so well like a key and a lock, the key to his caged heart. He is weeping once again, and it feels like the whole world is shaking with the force of his sobs.

    “Achilles.” I whisper, tears flowing down my face once again and he wails even louder. For once, words don’t find him. He who was always better with them, cannot find them now.

    “My Achilles.” I say again louder this time. And again, and again until I don’t know how many times I’ve said it, mind empty, ears hearing nothing but his sobs. I remember how for hours after my death he could not utter another word other than my name and I understand. I say it again and again the lovely vowels, the striking consonants of his name fitting perfectly in my mouth as if I was made to chant it.

    A direct continuation of the ending of the book. Achilles and Patroclus reunite in the Underworld but the wounds of the past have still not faded and Achilles's guilt threatens to consume him whole. But now Patroclus is there. They talk of their time apart, they remember a time where they were two young boys in love, they cry, they laugh, they cry again. They were the first heroes to be happy.

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