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From the Amazon Queen

February 25, 2016

“You all know I do not like the Greeks. My dealings with them have never been to my satisfaction. They flaunt their alleged superiority over us, declaring us to be barbarians and thinking it beneath their dignity to conduct proper relations with us. I say to you, it is time to put them in their place. Let them feel the stings of the arrows we barbarians will inflict upon them.”   -Penthesileia

 

Zephyrus

August 31, 2015

Zephyrus -named for the West Wind- was the horse given to Polyxena by Antiope, the Amazon commander. She rode him throughout her stay with the Amazons and on her return trip to Troy and often relates her joy over this..

At one time:  I was on Zephyrus -what a horse! He so easily responded to my commands that I could have led him without uttering a single word, just by small motions of my hand or body.

Another time:  I was never more happy to see Zephyrus than when Antiope brought him to me, and I felt absolutely certain the stallion regarded me in the same way, for he truly responded wonderfully to my control of his reins, its familiarity being received with utmost contentment.

The Reader is Aphrodite

July 6, 2015

        To you, Immortal Goddess, I reveal my thoughts. ..Even as I recollect the events shaping my present condition, I am struck by the strangeness of it all, for rarely can it be said that happenstances so beyond my control were to affect my personal being in such a detrimental way. -Polyxena

Initial Impressions

June 24, 2015

        He had flaming red hair, such as rarely seen.  -Polyxena on first seeing her nemesis, Neoptolemus, son of Achilles. 

To Resist Achilles or Not?

June 1, 2015

We shared an affinity for each other, while knowing this could only result in unhappiness and heartbreak for us both if we succumbed to our basic instincts. So we resisted our impulses, the strain of our exertions very much evidenced in our glances. I wished at times that he would just seize me, take his pleasures with me, ending all my hesitations over this, and through this release me from my obsessive cravings. The question paramount in my mind, and I think also in his, was whether to submit to our impellent inclinations or continue resisting these, thereby depriving us of what we most desired.  – Polyxena

Meeting Achilles

May 26, 2015

…He removed his helmet and let his fair hair wave freely from its confines, shaking his head. He was, by any measure, a most handsome man with an almost beautiful face, if such a description might be applied toward that gender. He again looked me in the eye, revealing no particular emotion. “I am Achilles,” he said.