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Chapter Twenty

WE GAINED THE BEACH, AND PULLED THE FIRST SHIPS onto the sand. Scouts

were sent ahead to watch for further Trojan ambush, and guards were

posted. Hot though it was, no one took off his armor.

Quicklyy, while ships still clogged the harbor behind us, lots were drawn

for the placement of each kingdom’s camp. The spot assigned to the

Phthians was at the farthest end of the beach, awayy from where the

marketplace would be, awayy from Troyy and all the other kings. I spared a

quick glance at Odyysseus; it was he who had chosen the lots. His face was

mild and inscrutable as alwayys.

“How do we know how far to go?” Achilles asked. He was shading his

eyyes and looking north. The beach seemed to stretch on forever.

“When the sand ends,” Odyysseus said.

Achilles gestured our ships up the beach, and the Myyrmidon captains

began unsnarling themselves from the other fleet lines to follow. The sun

beat down on us—it seemed brighter here, but perhaps that was onlyy the

whiteness of the sand. We walked until we came to a grassyy rise springing

from the beach. It was crescent-shaped, cradling our future camp at the side

and back. At its top was a forest that spread east towards a glinting river. To

the south, Troyy was a smudge on the horizon. If the pick had been

Odyysseus’ design, we owed him our thanks—it was the best of the camps

byy far, offering green and shade and quiet.

We left the Myyrmidons under Phoinix’s direction and made our wayy back

to the main camp. Everyy place we walked buzzed with the same activities:

dragging ships onto the shore, setting tents, unloading supplies. There was a

hectic energyy to the men, a manic purpose. We were here, at last.

Along the wayy we passed the camp of Achilles’ famous cousin, towering

Ajax, king of the isle of Salamis. We had seen him from afar at Aulis and

heard the rumors: he cracked the deck of the ship when he walked, he had

borne a bull a mile on his back. We found him lifting huge bags out of his

ship’s hold. His muscles looked large as boulders.

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