Beloved Andromache

This was actually my homework in my English class. I loved it so much I had to put it in here. I hope you like it. It's about Hector and Andromache in the story the Iliad written by Homer.

I feel your eyes on my retreating back as I head toward my battle. My armor is heavy and the glare of the sun hurts my eyes. I do not look back to take in what you feel is my last sight of you. I do not glance back to the child you hold in your arms. Your image in engraved in my mind, and my heart clutches as I remember your tresses that ripple over your shoulders, the thick lashes that frame your eyes, your tear-stained cheeks as you beg me to stay. I disappear from your sight and only then do I turn back to breathe in the scent of our farewell.

Goodbye, beloved Andromache. Soon you will be back in my arms and I will be there to wipe your tears away. For now I must face the fiend who comes between us.

I lift the sword in my hand. This battle I dedicate to my king and country. But my fiend's last breath I give to my dear Andromache.

Reviews

[Judy Ponceby]

Beautiful imagery. Well done. Can feel his emotion he is trying to suppress to prepare himself for the task ahead.