[A faraway smile graces his lips, so slight that it scarce seem to be there at all.]
I would choose a glorious fate every time. It was my mother, silver-footed Thetis, who when I was a boy took me upon her lap and told me of my two-fold fate. A life lived in peace could be mine, my hair turning silver with old age but my name fading into obscurity — or else I could seize fame and thus burnish my name bright for all to see, but in trade I must die young, my hope for homecoming forever lost. It was for glory that I sailed to Troy, and there I won by dint of spear that which I sought. No other path could I choose.
[He had received a taste of languishing in obscurity when on Scyros he stayed in the care of Lycomedes, made to disguise his true self and bear a false name. Every day he felt a part of him wither as grapevines removed to barren soil.]
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I would choose a glorious fate every time. It was my mother, silver-footed Thetis, who when I was a boy took me upon her lap and told me of my two-fold fate. A life lived in peace could be mine, my hair turning silver with old age but my name fading into obscurity — or else I could seize fame and thus burnish my name bright for all to see, but in trade I must die young, my hope for homecoming forever lost. It was for glory that I sailed to Troy, and there I won by dint of spear that which I sought. No other path could I choose.
[He had received a taste of languishing in obscurity when on Scyros he stayed in the care of Lycomedes, made to disguise his true self and bear a false name. Every day he felt a part of him wither as grapevines removed to barren soil.]