maradshaw: At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. Achilles, it reads. And besides it, Patroclus.  “Go,” she says. “He waits for you.”

maradshaw: At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. Achilles, it reads. And besides it, Patroclus.  “Go,” she says. “He waits for you.”

tags: Mittsagoland, *cries for an eternity*,

from: https://mittsagoland.tumblr.com/post/131976013087