One of the greatest victories in history unravelled before her eyes, more gruesome than she ever imagined.

Flames and blood ignited in her mind as the powerful sight of the ruin forced a vision of the jewel city shattering in her mind.

The vision slowly ebbed away revealing the crumbles and ashes of the same city.

The smallest of her steps created a tornado of cinders around her.

After one step her knees no longer supported her and the ash covered her as completely as a cacoon when she fell.

Pain like the sting of a bee overwhelmed her eyes, blurring her vision. The once clear scene in front of her became a swirl of dark black smoke. Suddenly, a figure walked out into her hazy sight. As far as she could tell, the person was a woman with long silver hair that floated around her head like a halo. Steadily, her blinking cleared away the fog but once her vision was crystal clear again the woman was gone.

An apparition?

A hallucination?

Or just a slight trick of the fog?

Whoever or whatever it was, was gone. Now the bricks of the fallen city lay still, as silent as the darkest midnight. She stood up shaking off the last of the ash and walked into the city. Small buildings surrounded a marketplace, the type of place where a normal family might have walked and played and laughed. Farther down, there was an arena built into the ground. The pit was flooded with rains after being unkempt by the owner. Normal everyday life was taken from this city--and because of what--A pretty girl. Unfair doesn’t even begin to cover the senseless violence that occurred here, in Troy.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is only a part of a longer story that I'm writing, so sorry about anything that doesn't make sense out of context.

my ode entitled 'Greece' about the banker bailouts

current affairs


Greece is the word
And their not feeling
The IMF’s Austerity
And the Euro’s fake money

The people are suffering
And they are not feeling
Being brought to their knees
It’s called austerity

The referendum just rigged
Austerity, to keep all of it
If the vote went the other way
Euro collapse; cause dark day’s

The Drachma back soon
As are knocked out the euro
The EU is not a boon
The 4th Reich too soon

IMF, just another tax
By these greedy bankers
They don’t care for us
Greec e too; sink the Drachma

That’s if it’s brought back
It should join all Fiat’s
Put in the bin: Start again
It’s the fat cat’s that gain.

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