Ancient greece Stories

Leonidas sighed as he hefted his pack. The noonday sun seared the back of his neck as he trudged wearily home. As a soldier, one would assume he'd be used to the constant marching, but marching towards something was very different from marching away from it. Ever since he was a boy, he had always loved the thrill: the fire coursing through his veins when he marched towards battle. There was an ancient magic there, perhaps...

The sun falls behind the mountains, causing the sky to melt into pastels with speckles of gray clouds hanging. Inside, the gentle light of a candle dances along the stone walls of their humble home. The two men’s shadows are tall and furious with angered fists rising towards the heavens. Confusion and resistance present themselves in each of their minds, but one must persist. “I do not understand you, my son,” the older m...

The oars struck the water in unison and with a monstrous heave were pulled up and out and propelled the ship forward. In time to the rhythm beaten out on the huge oxhide drum, the rowers once again followed the same cycle that ensured that even when the wind was low the business of sea-trade continued. Chitineus watched the merchant ship with fascination as it sailed out of the harbour. Just as the tool of the musician wa...