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Achilles held the joint to his lips, though too far to take a puff. He supposed that was proof he still had a sliver of the self control he prided himself on. Whispers in the trees below fluttered up and around his thoughts, the little nothings in the wind comforting his throbbing head. “Achilles, Achilles, Achilles come down.” He couldn't seem to pluck the words from the breeze as the oddly familiar notes flew by, subconsciously humming the tune. Where had he heard this before? Oh well, his memory had seemingly been lacking recent...
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