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@fictiondaily​ event 1: minimalistic (the song of achilles, madelline miller)

we were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.

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we were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.

apply for storyseekers here! 🤍 

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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.”

literature posters; the song of achilles by madeline miller

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@storyseekers event 21: minimalist —the song of achilles by madeline miller

“and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”

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The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Go, 

                                           he      waits 

                                                            for        you.

happy birthday riya ♥ (@zabiniblaise)

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Millennial men whose understanding of the Trojan War comes exclusively from Troy (2004) and teenage girls whose understanding of the Trojan War comes exclusively from The Song of Achilles: fight

#i win

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Name one hero who was happy. You can’t.

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uwu owo

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the song of achilles by madeline miller

i saw then how i had changed. i did not mind anymore that i lost when we raced and i lost when we swam out to the rocks and i lost when we tossed spears or skipped stones. for who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty?

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The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

This, I say. This and this. The way his hair looked in summer sun. His face when he ran. His eyes, solemn as an owl at lessons. This and this and this. So many moments of happiness, crowding forward.

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hii

#apparently i have 2k followers here does anyone wabna makeo ut

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@queerlitnet event 02: quotes

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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The Song of Achilles (2011)

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Achilles’ eyes were bright in the firelight, his face drawn sharply by the flickering shadows. I would know it in dark or disguise, I told myself. I would know it even in madness. 

happy birthday to my dear kalli [ @augustsjanes​ ] 

#sobbing emoji

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He is half of my soul, as the poets say.

for iniya ( @daji ) 💛

#omggg #i like the font combo

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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. 

t h e  s o n g  o f  a c h i l l e s

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annabeth + instagram

#SKDJNAKJDN #'Looks unsafe' LMAO