• I am mournful and heavy-hearted as I watch my darling hector leave the Trojan gates.

    I wonder if i shall ever look upon him again after this doomed day.

    I hear the murmurs all around me but all i can do is make my way back to the home my love has left.

    I want nothing more then to run after Hector and beg him again to stay.

    I pretend that the feeling in the pit of my stomach doesn't exist.

    I feel for my precious Astynax's hand to give me strength where the Achaeon's have left none.

    I worry for the fate of Troy and it's people but the fate of Hector and Astynax ravages my heart.

    I cry tears of pain as we mourn the life and times of Hector, killer of men.

    I understand that fate plays a part in all good men but why did it have to come so soon?

    I will always tell the world the tale of my beloved Hector and how he fought for the magnificent Troy till his last whispered breath.