polydeuce: All he can see is the bloodstained cloth. With a roar he throws Anti
polydeuce: All he can see is the bloodstained cloth. With a roar he throws Antilochus from him, knocks down Menelaus. He falls on the body. The knowledge rushes up in him, choking off breath. A scream comes, tearing its way out. And then another, and another. He seizes his hair in his hands and yanks it from his head. Golden strands fall onto the bloody corpse. Patroclus, he says. Patroclus— P a t r o c l u s. (for @tywinlcnnister. ♡) -- source link