He stretched out his arms to embrace me          But he was no longer strong, he hadn’t          The force he once had ….                                The Odyssey, 392-4:          Odysseus’ lament for Agamemnon when in Hades     # Peter Sands heard the wretched braying again. He wasn’t able to tell where it was coming from because of the mist which had started settling in about a quarter of an hour ago – together with the strange mournful braying. He knew the mountain hut he was searching for was just on the other side of the crest he had seen in…

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