[Despite the heavy pall of melancholy that drapes this final meeting, a smile shadows his lips.]
Then all shall be as I wished. Man is mortal, but his name need not be.
[It is this that had stoked the fire deep in his breast, and this that had lashed him onward to Troy despite all that he was made to surrender in exchange.]
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Then all shall be as I wished. Man is mortal, but his name need not be.
[It is this that had stoked the fire deep in his breast, and this that had lashed him onward to Troy despite all that he was made to surrender in exchange.]