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Achilles smiled slightly but it was bittersweet. "I am afraid little Muse your testimony comes too late. There is little peace left for me in the lives before, in this one, or even the next. Perhaps at some time, but not in this one," his voice was almost as lonely as she felt at hearing it. There was an emptiness inside at the thought that he'd closed himself off so much, but in this reincarnation there was little for him to cling to. No Briseis or Patroclus to hold close, no one that he had held close at all.