We have the unright capacity to smiled whenever the heros of the past... and then the great
Aquiles than the warriors fights to see he in the distance. Aquiles as the hero to asked for Hector:
- were are you going my son ?.We smiled then whatever his really wounder when Patroclo dies.. and then the shield in the left the feets touching..and touching the watter near the sea... the tiers...the shadow... the matter just ever an honour man so brave have the incapacity to hit women...
