SOTUS/SOTUS S AU
Arthit Rojnapat is an anomaly.
He is 19 years old, and has already lived a hundred lifetimes. Or at least that's what it feels like, with all the memories from his past lives jumbled up in his mind.
From fishing in the Tigris river...
The chill was getting more noticeable in the air, as the last days of autumn start giving way to winter. Pretty soon, the fields will be barren under a thick blanket of snow. For now though, Athens remains golden under the dying rays of sunlight, as Apollo slowly drives his chariot across the sky.
He sits on the ground, feeling the wind breeze, ruffling his dark locks of hair. From his position in the Hill of the Muses, he has a beautiful view of the Cecropia, the symbol of their city's superiority among all of Greece's city states.
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He sees the torch lights slowly start to flicker within the Parthenon, signaling the end of worshipping hours. He relaxes further, going as far as to lay down in the grass. He has another hour to kill before he can expect Leonidas to arrive.
Without meaning to, he falls asleep, the sounds of a hundred cicadas serving as a lullaby in his ears. He dreams of his family manse in Acharnae, with its sprawling grape vineyard and acres of olive trees.
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Heremembers being a young boy, the eldest grandson of a retired war general and doted only child of a merchant couple. Growing up, he wanted for nothing; from the softest fabric for his chitons to the most learned masters as private tutors, his parents made sure that he had everything he would want and need.
Yet for all his life, he's only ever really wanted one thing - the companionship of the son of his father's steward.
He and Leonidas were two years apart, but the younger boy's solemn nature and maturity made it seem like they were of the same age. They met each other when the other's mother passed away, and not having any other choice, his father asked the master's permission for his son to join the household. His own mother was delighted and persuaded her husband to agree, for she grew worried about her son growing lonely with only adults for company.
The first time his eyes met the warm amber orbs of the other's, it was like the world stopped turning. Everything and everyone before that moment seized to matter, as he finally found the answer to the mystery of his own existence. From the second he grabbed the other's hand, and the younger boy sent him a painfully shy smile, they became inseparable.
