philtatos • most beloved

we reached for each other, and I thought of how many nights I had lain awake loving him in silence.

[aristo-achaion]

send me edit ideas you’d like to see me make, i’m in a creative slump rn (askbox is always open)

[aristo-achaion]

Did you use to make c.ai bots in the past?

no??? this blog has not been active since 2022 maybe, and i am vehemently against ai and especially c.ai bc i’m a fic writer.

[hrsndww]

exams☹️

[chaaistheanswer]

This morning he had leaped on to my bed and pressed his nose against mine. ‘Good morning,’ he said. I remember the heat of him against my skin.

[flaroh]

My mock book covers of the Iliad and the Odyssey ⚔🌊✨

☆Merch Here☆

[acronychalwitch]

"Have you no more memories?"

"I am made of memories."

-Madeline Miller, The Song Of Achilles

[oblivionsdream]

Achilles and Patroclus from The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller! This was the second artwork I created for @//obsidianmooncrate ‘s September box and it was just so nice to draw these boys in such a happy moment. 😭

[writeforjordelia-deactivated202]

尋尋覓覓，冷冷清清，悽悽慘慘戚戚。乍暖還寒時候，最難將息。三杯兩盞淡酒，怎敵他、晚來風急？雁過也，正傷心，卻是舊時相識。

滿地黃花堆積。憔悴損，如今有誰堪摘？守着窗兒，獨自怎生得黑？梧桐更兼細雨，到黃昏、點點滴滴。這次第，怎一個愁字了得！

-- 李清照 《聲聲慢•尋尋覓覓》

Seek and search. Coldness and nothing else. Wretched, miserable and grief-stricken. I don't have the patience for spring, when it seems to be warm but it's not. With only two, three cups of light wine in, how can I stand the windy night? The swan goose flies by as I am in sorrow. Turns out it's an acquaintance from the past.

Yellow blossoms gather on the ground. Who would pick the withered flowers? I sit by the window - how could I survive the night by myself? Drizzle falls upon the Chinese parasol tree, drip, drip, drip in the dusk. How could the word "sadness" conclude this view?

-- Every Sound is Slow (a lyrical poem) by Lee Tsing Chiu (Li Qingzhao)

[writeforjordelia-deactivated202]

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[fictiondaily]

THE SONG OF ACHILLES || Madeline Miller

[oceanilu-deactivated20220527]

he is half of my soul, as the poets say

- Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

[juliettecxi]

@fictiondaily event 1: minimalistic

The Song of Achilles by Madelline Miller

[ddepressedbookworm]

hi

i made this

okay bye

[adreestia]

instagram: adreestia

[woodsjpeg]

he is half of my soul as the poets say

[oyasnmi]

“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.”

[kitconnor]

BOOKS READ IN 2021 - 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.”

[nasnyys]

the lament of achilles ☀️