04-01-2006, 07:52 AM
Ave!
The saga of Miccus Asto continues.
"posted by Miccus Asto - February AD61
The festival of Ostara approaches and it’s going to be a bloody summer! The fighting was so bitter in Camulodunum every trace of Roman life was destroyed by our war band. There was no mercy for those who have showed us no mercy. Even I have become skilful with the spear. I can’t count the number of women, men, horses I’ve killed now and I am glad that they are suffering at our hands. I’ve never seen so many warriors together as I do now. Our attack and victory has sealed our fate. If we fail we die. But if we win….if we win we will be free! Our lands free of Romans our children free of slavery, ourselves free of shame again. Camulodunum has been set on fire and it burns at our backs now that we are headed south to Londinium. Boudicca raced by me in her chariot this morning shouting her horses on, a bronze head of the Roman Claudius strapped across the axles. A massive cheer went up as she passed and I instantly felt alive again after all the trudging. Women and men are fired up just by a glimpse of her! Without Boudicca we would still be raging under despair and injustice."
Please return to read Part V tomorrow.
Vale
M. Spedius Corbulo
The saga of Miccus Asto continues.
"posted by Miccus Asto - February AD61
The festival of Ostara approaches and it’s going to be a bloody summer! The fighting was so bitter in Camulodunum every trace of Roman life was destroyed by our war band. There was no mercy for those who have showed us no mercy. Even I have become skilful with the spear. I can’t count the number of women, men, horses I’ve killed now and I am glad that they are suffering at our hands. I’ve never seen so many warriors together as I do now. Our attack and victory has sealed our fate. If we fail we die. But if we win….if we win we will be free! Our lands free of Romans our children free of slavery, ourselves free of shame again. Camulodunum has been set on fire and it burns at our backs now that we are headed south to Londinium. Boudicca raced by me in her chariot this morning shouting her horses on, a bronze head of the Roman Claudius strapped across the axles. A massive cheer went up as she passed and I instantly felt alive again after all the trudging. Women and men are fired up just by a glimpse of her! Without Boudicca we would still be raging under despair and injustice."
Please return to read Part V tomorrow.
Vale
M. Spedius Corbulo
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