A/N Yeah I know, I couldn't leave it like that. This one leads way into another story I've been thinking of. I can't leave them like this. But please tell me what you guys think. Feedback is always appreciated.
Epilogue
Achilles sailed home to Phtia and found his mother, who was shocked and thrilled to see her only son. She had always foretold his future as disaster and doom, but she was glad to see she was wrong. She even more ecstatic to hear that she had a grandchild. Yet she could see there was a sadness in her son's eyes, a longing for something or someone. She could not find the words to comfort him, and so she did what she always did. She made a shell necklace.
Down in Hades, Breisis stood there in the Elysian Fields dressed in white. She had longed for Achilles, waiting seemed like an eternity. She could not bear it anymore as minutes seemed like days, and she wanted to be with him. And so much like before she set out to change what the fates had written for her. She set out to find the Loom the Fates used...