Sands of the Arena

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘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

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