Hephaistion:
[on his death bed]
I'll feel better. Soon I'll be up.
Alexander:
We leave for Arabia in the spring, I can't leave without you!
Hephaistion:
Arabia... you used to dress me up like a sheik and wave your wooden scimitar...
Alexander:
You were the only one who'd never let me win. The only one who's ever been honest with me. You saved me from myself. Please don't leave me, Hephaistion.
Hephaistion:
...I remember the young man who wanted to be Achilles, and then out did him.
Alexander:
And then what happens? That was a myth only young men believe!
Hephaistion:
But how beautiful a myth it was.
Alexander:
How we reach, we fall! Oh, Hephaistion.
Hephaistion:
I worry for you without me.
Alexander:
I am nothing without you!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:30