...
>This is blasphemy. This is madness.
>Madness? No, THIS IS SPARTA!
>You, what is your profession?
>I'm a potter, sir.
>And you, Arcadian. What is your profession?
>Sculptor, sir.
>...and you?
>Blacksmith.
>...Spartans! What is your profession!
>WAR! WAR! WAR!
>You see, old friend? I've brought more soldiers than you did.
>Our ancestors built this wall using ancient stones from the bosom of Greece herself. And with a little Spartan help, your Persian scouts supplied the mortar.
>A thousand nations of the Persian empire descend upon you. Our arrows will blot out the sun!
>Then we will fight in the shade.
>Spartans! Ready your breakfast and eat hearty... For tonight, we dine in hell!
I think I might be incapacitated with feels.
>This is blasphemy. This is madness.
>Madness? No, THIS IS SPARTA!
>You, what is your profession?
>I'm a potter, sir.
>And you, Arcadian. What is your profession?
>Sculptor, sir.
>...and you?
>Blacksmith.
>...Spartans! What is your profession!
>WAR! WAR! WAR!
>You see, old friend? I've brought more soldiers than you did.
>Our ancestors built this wall using ancient stones from the bosom of Greece herself. And with a little Spartan help, your Persian scouts supplied the mortar.
>A thousand nations of the Persian empire descend upon you. Our arrows will blot out the sun!
>Then we will fight in the shade.
>Spartans! Ready your breakfast and eat hearty... For tonight, we dine in hell!
I think I might be incapacitated with feels.
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