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Before reading this novel, it is critical that you must know your Mythology & Ancient Greece history. Enjoy! ______________________________________
"Red.
That color has far more many meaning then just three letters that create a word.
Red is the color of the blood that courses through our every vein, what bleeds out after flesh that has been torn.
Red is the color of vengeance, war, rage, that taunts the beasts from the dark pits of Tartarus.
Red is the color of beauty, grace, a rank of divine power, that runs through the Spartans as they fight for Sparta in a winning battle among their enemies."
I listened to the graceful words of the poet as he chanted his meaningful words, the common folk not sparing one glance at the old man's words. I felt at bit of sympathy for the elder as no one listened to him. I looked down at the wheat stacks and olives branches in my arms that were tied in a bundle that were held in my right forearm.
I gave a soft sigh as I looked forward & began to walk to my house. The house was perfectly shaped with the courtyard a couple feet away, & olive trees beside it to give thanks, & praise, the Greek goddess of wisdom, Athena.
I looked up at the olive tree, it was beautiful & elegant.
The courtyard was pretty quiet, expect for the whimpering of a mother crying as the Spartan's pulled her seven years of age son away from her off to become a powerful Spartan himself.
I grimaced as the child was snatched away from his mother. One of Spartan men caught my eye, looking at me with a nasty smirk.
I quickly lowered my gaze to the sandy courtyard floor.
"You, maiden. What is your name?" He said in a rough voice, practically eye-raping me. I held the urge to shiver with disgust.
I walked up to the Spartan man, my arms pulled the crops tighter to my side. I stopped about two feet away from striking distance.
My hazel tinted eyes darted up to him, but they quickly dropped down. He smirked cockily.
"What is your name, maiden?"
"Alao." I stuttered, mentally cursing myself for my weakness.
"Alao." He seemed to whisper to himself. The Spartan man stepped closer to me, & slowly caressed my jawline with his rough finger. I kept my gaze over his shoulder, desperately.
I did not want his filthy hands touching me, but I was in no rank to challenge this man.
"Why don't you don't fetch me & my men some wine & grapes." He whispered his lips close to my ear, my face was turned away.
I scowled & torn his hand off my cheek. I rushed over to my house hearing his men laugh, shamelessly. I quickly walked inside & pulled off my crimson chiton I was wearing, angrily.
I heard a rip & gasped. I saw due to my mini fit, I had torn a hole in my chiton.
I sighed & set the fabric down.
"I will sew it later." I said, agreeing with myself.
My thoughts began to wander if I was born into a wealthy family. My family died for a plague, sadly I live alone. I shook my head & pulled on a light blue chiton.
It was beautiful, I tied my hair up with fake gold jewels, & fake bracelets. I grabbed the wine & grapes, I breathed out a worried-filled sigh as I walked through the courtyard.
"Took you long enough, maiden." The Spartan man replied as I looked up. There were men sitting down, one eating an apple with a smirk.
I feel a sharp slap on my butt causing me to let out a gasp. Yes, that did sting. I did something that even surprised me, I turned on my heel facing the Spartan who hit me, & struck him with my hand.
I instantly regretted my actions & dropped to my knees. My hand covering over my mouth.
"Please, I beg for your forgiveness, Spartan." I pleaded, looking up at him. He wiped the blood off his busted lip.
Before he was about to say a word, a messenger came running over to him on a horse. His gaze was switched to the messenger, he exchanged words with him until he finished.
I quickly sped over to my house. I quickly laid on my bed covering myself with the blue fleece blanket.
"Please Zeus... Make tommorow be better than today." I gave a whispered pray & drifted off into sleep, hopeful. _____________________________________
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