1977

Year 7

I could recognise him by touch alone, by smell; I would know
him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth.
I would know him in death,
at the end of the world.

-Madeline Miller, The song of Achilles

"I've been expecting you, Regulus."

"How did you do that without turning around?"

"... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you."