Achilles x Patroclus, reincarnation fic; The Song of Achilles || It's dark, and it's deep, and it's ever so cold. The leaves turn from green to golden to dripping red, before tumulting towards the ground when the snow hits, and it's still so, so cold. Icicles grow on the gravestones. Icicles melt on the gravestones. Flowers bite at the frost. Patroclus waits. cover found here: https://sheepskeleton.tumblr.com/post/121441212770/the-song-of-archilles-patroclus-achilles-3-forAll Rights Reserved
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