Jun 22, 2017
Seven days and nights I sat beside the body, weeping for Enkidu beside the body, and then I saw a worm fall out of his nose. Must I die too? Must Gilgamesh be like that? It was then I felt the fear of it in my belly. I roam the wilderness because of the fear. Enkidu, the companion, whom I loved, is dirt, nothing but clay is Enkidu. Weeping as if I were a woman I roam the paths and shores of unknown places saying: 'Must I die too? Must Gilgamesh be like that?'
Gilgamesh, The Epic of Gilgamesh