You have passed through the rough coast only to be greeted by the constant incline of the mountainous path before you. Every other step is greeted with shifting rocks and cracked earth. The blisters on your feet continue to open as the straps of your sandals rub into them. You grit your teeth at the sensation.
The pain in your lower body is almost blinded by the thoughts running through your mind. You think of Athens, and your’ people’s fear and uncertainty.
The urge to quell their fear drives you further up the rocky terrain.
Although, it's not just their fear you think about but the lives lost to achieve Athen’s victory.
If you stop running, you people might surrender to the persians out of fear.
If you push forward, they will know their hard earned victory.
In front of you lies the future of your people.
You raise your body, steady yourself, take in the sweeping wind across your tired and heated face.
You choose to keep going.
