Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Morph: Conclusion

http://www.trojanhorse2011.com/myth


What is to become of my city, my home? I fear for my son, I fear for my family. My Hector, my defender, has perished as his fate had been foretold. Before, a prophecy spoke of the fall of Troy; is that to happen too?

The morph of Hectors character, from defender to offensive warrior, has happened before my eyes, before his death. The change of Achilles mortality has cocooned from mortal to his appearance of being immortal back to his look of mortality. Some gods have helped, others took to the side lines; but most have just watched from above as if they were just simply watching a game of chess, or that of a chase of cat and mouse.

Apollo has halted my visions ever since Hector had returned home, for I know longer have any other insights than those of my own eyes. There is still a rock at the bottom of my throat, and I fear that it will not dissipate before the cruel Achaeans do.

Books Twenty-three and Twenty-four

Priamos bønfalder Achilleus om Hektors lig
http://www.thorvaldsensmuseum.dk/en/collections/work/N261,26/zoom


Apollo has tried consoling me in the dark days of my grieving, and has tried persuading me from asking for any more dreams of what is going on beyond the walls of Troy, but I will have none of that. I need to know what is happening to my dear dead husband.

In another dream, I had found out that Achilles has now started eating normal mortal food. Does this mean he has once more taken the form of a mortal? He is acting more like a human than a god. He had buried his friend, Patroklos and proceeded to hold games, auctioning his treasures off. Then he continues to humiliate my dear Hectors corpse, dragging him around with no mercy. Good Apollo though, thank you. Thank you for protecting my husbands body from wear and tear and scavenging dogs.

That was a grand and joyous sight when I saw Hectors body come back into the city of Troy. Tears flowed down my cheeks and that of Helen's and everyone for that matter. Priam was sent out with ransom to obtain my Hectors body. It was only until later on that he told us his way of reasoning. 'Think of your father' he had said to him. They both wept, and he had allowed the body to be returned home, and a hold on fighting until Hectors funeral games were completed.

Does this reinforce the human side of Achilles? He had wept like a child with my father in law, he had embraced the fate of himself and that of Hector. He had followed the rules of the gods, and no longer ate their foods. Are we seeing mortal Achilles?














Lattimore, Richmond, trans. The Iliad of Homer. Chicago: The University of
     Chicago Press, 2011. Print. This book was the base of which I got the
     majority of the information in my characters blog post.

Book Twenty-two

http://angelasfailure.blogspot.com/2010/12/book-22-of-illiad.html




Round and round, he went. Round and round, I went. Round and round, Hector ran along side the wall. Round and round, I followed above. Round and round, Achilles chases. Round and round, my husbands the prey.

The day had come, his fate was sealed. The gods had betrayed my dear husband. Athena the most, disguised as an ally. An ally to help fight. An ally not to disappear as she had.

But as I had watched my dear Hector go up against the greatest warrior of the lands, as I saw Achilles spear target the weak spot of his once worn armor, I heard my dear husbands last words. The final words of the dying man; the most important words they will ever speak. The pleading words that left my Hectors lips were that of releasing his body back to his city, back to his family, for he deserved to have a proper funeral. But he was denied that small deed by Achilles, and instead he was dragged back to Achilles camp; humiliating his good name. May the greatest warrior die a most painful death.

Book Twenty-one




Xanthos vs. Achilles

The strangest thing happened today while I was down by the river. A water nymph, astray from her usual route, was wandering near me. She told me a most intriguing tale of the river, Xanthos. She was very shaken up, for Hephaestus had boiled the river alive. I asked why he had done such a thing, and she could not tell me.



















I called for Apollo after my encounter with the nymph, and he told me that Xanthos had been upset with Achilles, for his stream was being clogged with too many bodies from Achilles victories. When the great river had asked him to stop, Achilles denied his request of killing people; he starts attacking Xanthos, but the great river drags Achilles under with his unrelenting force. That is where Hephaestus comes in, boiling the water until Xanthos is forced to let Achilles go.

I was talking to my father in law, Priam, and he said he had opened the gates earlier letting in the warriors fleeing from battle. Though, I don't believe my husband came in with the others.


Picture from: http://www.humanities360.com/index.php/the-god-scamander-in-greek-mythology-39860/

Lattimore, Richmond, trans. The Iliad of Homer. Chicago: The University of
     Chicago Press, 2011. Print. This book was the base of which I got the
     majority of the information in my characters blog post.



Nineteen and Twenty

Map of Troy's Gate
http://betta_more.tripod.com/trojanwar.html

I prayed, yet again, to Apollo to look after my dear husband. But, yet again, all he had brought me was more worries. I was shown that Achilles was still in morning and planned on going to battle once more, though he was pursued to let the men eat first. At this time, since before Achilles had vowed not to eat until his revenge occurred, Zeus had sent down Athena to fill his stomach with nectar and ambrosia. The food of the gods.

Does this purely mean that Achilles is a god, for only gods can stomach nectar and ambrosia and live off of it.

Zeus, now knowing that Achilles will strike down all men with ease on his way to Hector, refuses to let Troy fall before the cities fated time, so now he is allowing the help of gods on the battlefield.

Apollo had expressed some annoyance with me because of my husband. Hector had knowingly went against his advice which was to wait for Achilles to come near him and the other men before attacking him, which made Apollo have to save him once more. Thank you, dear Apollo. I don't know this person my husband has turned into.

This I had actually seen with my own eyes, for I was looking over the wall and only the battlefield. The map above can prove that I could see a majority of the field.


Lattimore, Richmond, trans. The Iliad of Homer. Chicago: The University of
     Chicago Press, 2011. Print. This book was the base of which I got the
     majority of the information in my characters blog post.

Book Eighteen

Thetis
http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/Mythology/Thetis.html

The good god Apollo has told me the tale of Achilles wrath when he found out about his good friends death. He vows to avenge him. My poor Hector. Though he has no armor, for my Hector has his!

The thought that my Hector would go up against Achilles in better armor comforted me but only a mere moment, for Apollo then showed me a scene with his mother, Thetis. She came with a few water nymphs to see what her son was distressing about. She had said to him that the path of the warrior will only bring him death, though Achilles cared not about death but only for vengeance. She then proceeded to tell him if he would only but wait a day to fight so she could visit Hephaestus to ask him to forge him some new armor.

In the meantime, Achilles ordered the body of his good friend to only be cleaned but not buried until the Hectors life and soul was drained from his body.


Lattimore, Richmond, trans. The Iliad of Homer. Chicago: The University of
     Chicago Press, 2011. Print. This book was the base of which I got the
     majority of the information in my characters blog post.

Books Sixteen and Seventeen

Patroklos Death
http://tonalli8.wordpress.com/2011/09/18/iliad-book16/

Oh Hector, you just keep on stacking up bad karma. I'm already mourning for your death, for the great Achilles is sure to be after you. You have killed Patroklos, his best friend, and obtained his armor. This can only foreshadow the dark kiss of death that will surely come down upon you now, for with that armor that lays upon you're shoulder, lays the identity of Achilles.

I prayed to Apollo to attempt to bargain for my husbands life, but the only answer I was given from him were more visions. Patroklos had pleaded for the armor of Achilles in order to frighten the Trojan army, which he succeeded. Although, he went against the wishes of Achilles. Patroklos followed them out of towards the gates of Troy, draining some honor from Achilles and onto his own being; which Achilles had not wished to happen. Then, the great Apollo, persuaded Hector to fight Patroklos and he killed him! That is, after Apollo himself had wounded Patroklos.

His dying words, though, foretold the death of my dear husband, "You yourself are not one who shall live long, but now already/death and powerful destiny are standing beside you,/ to go down under the hands of Aiakos' great son, Achilleus," (Homer, 374, lines 852-854). My poor dear husband, you're days are surely limited.


Apollo had also shown me the death of Sarpedon, Zeus's mortal son. Zeus had wanted oh so much to come and whisk him off the battle field, but his wife, Hera, had convinced him otherwise. She had said that the gods would look down on him as they themselves wanted to save their own mortal children, but they were not allowed. I'm sure that is why Zeus saw to it that Patroklos died, for he was the one who had killed his son.

The fight over the body Patroklos and was a fierce one, we wanted it to trade for Sarpedon's body, and later on the armor was wanted off the body of Patrokols. Eventually Menelaus obtained the body of Patroklos


Lattimore, Richmond, trans. The Iliad of Homer. Chicago: The University of
     Chicago Press, 2011. Print. This book was the base of which I got the
     majority of the information in my characters blog post.