04-14-2009, 04:16 AM | #1 |
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Rome
This is a story about ancient Rome. To my knowledge, nobody has tried to do a fantasy story involving any other setting than suburban America, or University. So here goes:
The shackles on the boy's legs knocked painfully against his bruised ankles with every bounce and lurch of the carriage. It was possible to see the others, chained in a similar fashion, along the sides of the carriage by the light that filtered through holes in the fabric stretched over the top of the cart. Tattered garments hung over their thin frames, and weak moans of pain and hunger escaped them. For days they had not been moved from the carriage, and only a few scraps of food had been tossed in for them at random intervals when the caravan had stopped. When the fabric of the carriage was blown aside, or someone came to the back of the cart, the boy was able to see the rest of the caravan, as it wound its way along the dusty road, between dry, fallow fields, and the occasional stunted fruit tree. The legions had come without warning, and they took everything. The boy's family was gone: he had watched his father die, and his mother, brothers and sisters had been taken as slaves, placed at random in the different carriages of the caravan. He was alone in his suffering now, with no knowledge of his whereabouts, or his family. He could only hope that his mother and sisters would survive the raping they would probably be subjected to. He shuddered with anger and hatred for his captors. |
04-15-2009, 06:58 PM | #2 |
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WTF no one replied yet? well ill be the first i guess. this is very very well written and i like it that it doenst seemed rushed. only question i have is whats this going to be about... is it old time truth or dare, or are you going more for the s/m thing, or what... either way. cant wait for the next chapter... and a little hint, make the chapters longser..(so theres more to read when you update!
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04-15-2009, 07:53 PM | #3 |
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Yes, I must agree. I like variation from the commonstance time-period of today. Good job.
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04-17-2009, 02:14 PM | #5 |
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Sorry, these posts will be short, because of my time constraints, but never fear, I'll try to keep them frequent. :]
@HondaJunkie93: It may not involve T or D per say, but the story will be in the GetDare spirit. The boy was woken by rough hands, and he opened his eyes to see a Roman soldier leering into his face. He received a quick punch, before being shoved into a standing position. The prisoners were being moved out of the carriage, forced to stand in a line, as they moved from the darkness of the closed cart, to the blinding sunlight, and cacophony of sound outside. It was market day in this Roman city, and as usual, the forum was bustling with activity. Traders announced their wares in all languages of the republic, carts, pulled by donkeys and horses crowded the streets and jostled for position in the narrow passages of the city. The soldiers kicked the prisoners out into the dust one by one... the boy did not expect the pain of the kick that landed on the back of his knees, causing him to fall face-first onto the person in front of him. Only when he looked up, his jaw throbbing painfully, did he recognize a girl from his village, staring up at him. He mumbled an apology to her, but she looked concernedly at him. "Are you alright?" she asked. "I'm not hurt. Do you know where we are?" the boy asked her. "We have been traveling west, by the direction of the sun that I could see from the carriage. We must be in the inner territories by now." He had never noticed how pretty she was, though he had seen here often back home. He felt suddenly embarrassed. "Where is your family?" The girl's face clouded. "I don't know. My father was gone before the war, but as for my mother and brother..." She looked away as a quiet sob overcame her. Before the boy could comfort her, a soldier barked at them, and forced them to keep moving. As they wound their way through the busy streets, escorted by the group of disgruntled soldiers, the boy whispered into her ear. "What is your name?" "Cynna, and you?" she whispered back. "Aretas." Last edited by Island; 04-17-2009 at 02:17 PM. |
04-17-2009, 03:12 PM | #6 |
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This is a really cool and original idea! More people should do this sort of stuff.
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04-17-2009, 09:52 PM | #7 |
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Hey great story so far. I was wondering where they came from before the legions came. Maybe you should put that in some flashbacks.
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04-18-2009, 12:32 AM | #8 |
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Really interesting story!
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