Up too late into the night, high off an emotional finish, I pushed this 4.5 read into five-star territory. I'm pretty confident this one's going to stick with me. [?][?] 
 Miller takes a story I basically know the skeleton bones of and fleshes out a love story worthy of a half-god. I think what I appreciate most here is my ability to trust Miller with the detail of history - freeing me up to enjoy the tale with ease. 
 Because the writing is deft, y'all. Rich descriptions, light on their feet. Emotional manipulation that allows you to be annoyed with character actions and not with the character itself. (This comes in especially handy when we're rooting for Patroclus, who happens to be in love with a man famous for hubris.) 
 I mean, where have epic gay tales been all my life? I may need more of this, and soon.