“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. […] When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.” 🩸
“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.” 🌻
Two souls, reunited.
(quotes from Madelline Miller’s The Song Of Achilles)
I am Uhtred, son of Uhtred. I was torn from my birthright and cursed to wander these lands for many years. But now, as Lord of Northumbria, I am a thorn in the side of the House of Wessex. I am all that stands between them and a united England. Will Alfred’s dream be fulfilled in my lifetime? And if so, who will rule here? Will blood prevail? Or will king slay king once again on the battlefield? I do not know what the gods choose. But now I am more certain they are on my side. And though my story has been woven by hands that are not my own, the words I live by still stand true. I am Uhtred, son of Uhtred. For you and for myself… destiny is all!
