Her thin voice sounded like a soft summer wind in her ears. She said that love is an illusion and life is a deception, but she never knew that those years with her, even if it was an illusion, were his feast.
——Achilles
He loved her smile most, it was flamboyant and wanton, immersed in the willful sunshine of the Mediterranean, bright and charming all the way. Yes, he loved her smile the most, but he lost the most precious thing.
——Agamemnon
Many years later, the sound of the harp was still melodious, and he still missed that hateful guy, with his bright blue eyes, who always liked to look at people with his head tilted, as cute as a child, but also as cruel as a child.
——Odysseus
PS: Thank you for the winter cover, it's very beautiful and sci-fi =v=