"Patroclus,'' Achilles tilted his face up with a gentle finger under his chin. ''I would recognise you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I would recognise you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, different times. And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion."
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
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Stories by Zachary
The Harvest of Dandelions
A short novella I wrote during my sophomore year of highschool, sometime around 2019-2020.
It follows the pat...
A Poetry Compilation
A collection of poems that I had wrote for my creative writing class in 2020 or so.