Eternal Hephaestion
'One could not know you and not love you. You were the gentlest being. The kindest soul. You gave your love around and never asked for something in return. They just could not see that. They even hated you for doing that.'
Hephaestion…
'As you lie there, I make certain I'll smooth your path to the Gods. I'll take the shovel and shred the roots of hatred from the people's minds. I'll kiss your closed lids and stroke down the fountain that is your silken dark mane, and pray to the Gods that they will care for you as much as I do. Looking after you like they do the seedlings. Keeping you out of harm's way to the day when the flowers bloom welcoming me to your side.'