I do not remember at what time my eyes closed, but roseate fingers of light were creeping down the walls on the other side of the courtyard. It seemed … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 11
Sands of the Arena
A free tale of Roman Gladiators by master of historical fiction, Ben Kane.
Sands Of The Arena, Day 10
I lay on my bunk that night, unable to sleep, and thinking about my home and family. This was not something I normally allowed myself to do, for it … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 10
Sands Of The Arena, Day 9
Crixus did not bother to wash off the gore before he went back up the stairs. The guards had the Thracian’s companions drag his corpse to the gate. It … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 9
Sands Of The Arena, Day 8
Crixus did not bother to wash off the gore before he went back up the stairs. The guards had the Thracian’s companions drag his corpse to the gate. It … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 8
Sands Of The Arena, Day 7
We had been out of the toilets for perhaps five heartbeats when a roar followed us, such as is made by a man at the limits of desperation. Heads … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 7
Sands Of The Arena, Day 6
Chapter II Peace fell on the courtyard. A hum of conversation filled the air, broken by occasional bursts of laughter. Everyone had eaten; soon we … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 6
Sands Of The Arena, Day 5
‘Are you going to stand there gossiping like women all day?’ growled a voice behind us. ‘Get a move on, cocksuckers.’ I rolled my eyes. The gap … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 5
Sands Of The Arena, Day 4
That afternoon, as the sun disappeared behind the top storey of the ludus, and the gong rang for food, I made sure to join the queue behind the tall … [Read more...] about Sands Of The Arena, Day 4