“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 the sun.” -Madeline Miller, “The Song Of Achilles.”
I had to republish this so my original message is Gone! That’s terrible, it really truly is and I’ll probably find another mistake and have To Do It Again! Anyway, I know I said I’d give you Destan but he refused to work so instead you get to experience him through Asmund’s eyes! Make of that what you will!
Written By: PouringOutTheSun
January 11, 2020