x ˒Ạc̣ḥịḷḷẹṣ&̣P̣ạṭṛọc̣ḷụṣ˓ close comrades [lovers] in the war against the Trojans.
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
![x ˒Ạc̣ḥịḷḷẹṣ&̣P̣ạṭṛọc̣ḷụṣ˓ close comrades [lovers] in the war against the Trojans.](http://light.sunphoto.ro/photos/thumb_small/114300980_GNJJLTN.jpg "x ˒Ạc̣ḥịḷḷẹṣ&̣P̣ạṭṛọc̣ḷụṣ˓ close comrades [lovers] in the war against the Trojans.")
![x ˒Ạc̣ḥịḷḷẹṣ&̣P̣ạṭṛọc̣ḷụṣ˓ close comrades [lovers] in the war against the Trojans. - Tulsa Jesus Freak](http://light.sunphoto.ro/photos/normal/114300980_GNJJLTN.jpg "x ˒Ạc̣ḥịḷḷẹṣ&̣P̣ạṭṛọc̣ḷụṣ˓ close comrades [lovers] in the war against the Trojans. - Tulsa Jesus Freak")