Chapter 2: Prologue, Patroclus
ONLY the prologue and intermissions are written in poem; the rest are written in plain English (i.e. prose).
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10 Years Ago: From the Journals of Patroclus
A gloom spirit was what I carried scores of days ago
When Achilles I followed to his prophesized end
On the fields of Troy away from our dearest home.
How my heart still aches, for the inevitable doom.
That damned Odysseus, with his cunning tongue
Convinced my dearest friend that the essence of life
Was to be found more in the glory of battle and blood
Than in the embrace of family, friends, and lover.
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For days we waited at the shores of Aulis,
The might of a thousand ships surrounding us
Yet the north wind will not break,
It rages on and on, day after day:
It broken men's heart and mind,
Spared neither ship nor cable.
The time dragged on with the waves,
Doubling itself with each passing.
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The army was desperate, brought to its knees.
When all hope seemed lost to the howling winds
Calchas the soothsayer received a message divine:
The Goddess Artemis was vengeful with spite.
For our leader Agamemnon, the king of Argos
Had angered the divinity in a hunt of his.
By his hand, he slew a favorite child of hers:
A hare, innocent, white, and pure.
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The soothsayer declared the sacrifice to be slain:
The joy of the king's house – his daughter.
Life for life,
Child for child.
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The royal Iphigenia he called, his eldest daughter,
In deceit he called, promising marriage with my Achilles.
When she arrived bright with hope, he dared the deed,
Spilling his own blood to help a war yet to commence.
And all her prayers, cries of Father, Father,
Beholden by the entire army, we held as naught,
For we had become savage warriors, battle-mad.
Kindness, love, and empathy had left us all.
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But the deathless gods in their eternal perfection
Were better than us in their deeds and mind.
So gentle was she, Artemis the holy,
To dewy youth, to tender nurslings.
That as Iphigenia lay dying in blood,
She changed her heart and there appeared.
By gentle hands, she healed her wounds,
Left in her place a stag coated in red.
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The winds halted, and the thousand ships
Sailed on to battle, glory, treasure, and fame.
But ever there hang a dark atmosphere
For the king had spilled the blood of his own.
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HAXX0RZ TL;DR: Patroclus details how Odysseus has convinced his friend Achilles to go join the Greeks in the Trojan War. However, when the army has gathered at Aulis, a north wind starts and continues to blow, and the army is stuck. The Prophet Calchas says that the goddess Artemis was angered because the king Agamenon has killed one of her favorite hares, and demands an offering. The king summons her daughter Iphigenia tells her that she is to marry Achilles. However, when she arrives, the king sacrifices her at the altar to Artemis. Artemis has a change of heart, heals Iphigenia, and takes her away (presumably to heaven, but as we may later find out, not really). The north wind breaks and the Greek army sails towards Troy.
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