I am currently writing "Micler"; the story of a boy in his 13's that falls into a hole and when he wakes up, he's in the desert. here's the prologue:
Micler
Rome, Around 209 BC
At night, the soldiers were heading to Rome along with all the surviving Elephants, cavalry and Infantry. Micler was trying to escape from the city to join the Carthaginian forces before romans find out he was a spy. Scipio was astonished with his action, for this was his realization to who he really was: A spy working for Carthage.
It ain't much and it doesn't tell a lot but I think I want to keep it that way. What I said about the story is pretty much it, but there's more.