Return to Rome - Open Starter
Maximus leaned on the fence that surrounded his vineyard, his eyes scanning the meticulously tended rows of grapevines stretching out before him. -
The sun was just beginning to make its ascent casting a soft sun kissed glow across the fields that surrounded his home. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the sweet, earthy scent of the approaching harvest, a scent that never failed to ground him. -
With a heavy sigh, he turns away from the splendor of his fields and wearily begins the walk back to his home where preparations would begin for his journey to Rome. Perhaps he would return before the harvest ended but deep down, he knew he wouldn’t.
General Maximus Decimus Meridius
General Maximus Decimus Meridius
General Maximus Decimus Meridius
The words within were few but firm: "Your presence is required in Rome immediately."
His mind raced, trying to piece together what could possibly be so urgent that it would pull him away from his beloved vines. He did not have a good feeling about this. -
