ACHILLES WENT MAD BECAUSE THE OTHER HALF OF HIM WAS RIPPED AWAY AND THE ONLY THING LEFT WAS A WAR WEAPON WHO DIDNT KNOW HOW TO DO ANYTHING EXCEPT KILL. PATROCLUS WAS HIS SOFTER AND BEAUTIFUL SIDE, THE SIDE THAT MADE UP ALL THINGS THAT WERENāT DESTRUCTION, THE SIDE THAT BROUGHT OUT HIS LYRE AND LISTENED TO HIM SING AND WHO LOVED THAT PART OF HIM MORE THAN HIS FAME. PATROCLUS WAS HIS SONG, AND HE COULDNāT PLAY OR FUNCTION WITHOUT IT. THATāS WHY ITāS CALLED THE SONG OF ACHILLES




















