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Tyler Coffman
Dyan Neary
ENC 1145
26 January 2014
60 B.C.: Rome
Three hands shook each other, agreeing on a pact that will forever change the
course of history. Their extravagant togas and polished sandals exemplify their
massive power that has just been amassed to a whole new level never before seen in
history. One man will triumph over them all. One man will amass more wealth than
any other Roman. One man will lose his life to a bloody civil war. This is the First
Triumvirate. (1,2,5)
50 B.C.: Gaul
Conquered
The place looks like complete desolation. Fire dances around the wreckage of
the village that we lived in for centuries. The orange flames slowly go out like it was
showing we had lost. My soldiers look liked starved, pathetic rats. Even our own
people have betrayed us for the promise of riches in a foreign tyrannical kingdom.
The Roman legions tore through our army as if we were just leaves. These men were
bred to kill and tear their enemies apart. We have lost everything including our own
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land, which we may never get back. We had the upper hand on the Romans
originally but their fierce leader; Julius Caesar had the wits to outsmart us in the
end. I have failed as their general and my death will be most certain. Those filthy
Romans will never stop until they get what they came for. (1,5)
Waiting
Spending his days in roman baths, wine-filled lungs, Caesar awaits a fate he
knows he cannot escape. He would rather have a war then to surrender himself to
the senate that he despises. He disobeyed their orders and continued to desolate
Gaul like it was his life’s dream. But he did it for the power. To grow Rome even
more. He is not going to disband his army. He will begin a war that will seek a
victorious ending. Caesar’s biggest rival, Pompey is now in charge because of the
senate. Caesar will not allow that. Now is the time for war. (5)
49 B.C.: Rome
The Struggle
and run soldiers!” forcing us to run no matter what the circumstances were. My
muscles feel numb from the endless torture of carrying a forty-five pound pack on
my back, walking in absurd formations striving to perfect it for fear that we will be
stricken on the back for messing up. We have waited all of our lives to endure this.
And what’s all of this for? To become a soldier of Rome and to be able to have the
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ability to help defend my home from any intruders who may come. No matter what
happens. (5)
48 B.C.: Egypt
Inevitable Death
Blood splatters through his chest like a fountain rising from the spout. His
face shows complete shock as he falls to the ground slowly. The man he thought he
knew betrayed him. His surroundings turned crimson. Everything was slowly fading
to black. The young Ptolemy stabbed him right in the back. The worst feeling ever is
the betrayal of a friend. Was everything he did worth it? The money, the power was
it worth his death in the end? That answer came in the form of a sword. Pompey was
dead. (5,6)
48 B.C.: Egypt
Seduction is a powerful tool. It will get me everything I want into my life. Not
all of my pursuits are selfish though. I do feel this insatiable pull towards this
powerful. He and I could do great things and I can get Egypt into my hands. The
fruits of my time with this man will help make all of my dreams come true. All it
takes is this one night. I need protection for my people. This man would provide that
for me. I have something he needs too. The resources that my country holds is highly
sought after and I know that he would love to get his hands on it. My desire for him
grows as I enter the room in complete darkness. I could see the silhouette of his
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body. Feeling the warm Egyptian air against me, I slowly approached him.
Seductively swaying my hips as I get closer and closer. One more minute and he is
46 B.C.: Rome
Cleopatra Returns
The minute Calpurnia saw her walk through the villa she knew exactly who
she was. Caesar has really taken it too far. Calpurnia loved Caesar but she knew the
flaws that he carried with him. This dark skinned woman with the body of a goddess
probably is using him. She had no doubt that Julius is the father of her son. All she
wanted was that boy to be hers, not Cleopatra’s. But alas, Caesar ordered to stay
with Cleopatra and Caesarion. Calpurnia felt nothing but complete bitterness.
(5)
45 B.C.: Rome
Cleopatra’s anguish towards Caesar grows with each passing day. Caesarion
is Caesar’s son but he refuses to let him be named his heir. Instead, he names his
nephew Octavian to take control of what isn’t his. Blood never lies and Caesarion is
undoubtedly Caesar’s but he doesn’t even call him his own. Cleopatra’s beautiful
skin is masked by the stress wrinkles in her forehead over her anger. She needs him
to be able to keep power in Egypt and to extend her power to a whole other level.
(2,5)
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44 B.C.: Rome
Nightmares
soon as my eyes opened up, fear struck me. Something awful was going to happen to
Julius. Something is being planned against him I just wish I knew what it was. I need
to warn him of this. I am plagued by terrible thoughts. I rushed to him, begging him
not to go. I shouted to him “people will try to kill you if you go to the senate today.”
Caesar replied “Calpurnia, everything is fine don’t you worry”. He told me that he
was going to be late. I sat down feeling woozy, dreading to hear the news. Who
would do such a thing to Caesar? He has so many enemies but he also has many
44 B.C.: Rome
Conspiracy
steel rests against my hip. My nerves are running high; I look pale from the endless
thoughts about what I was about to do. I have run multiple scenarios in my head but
in reality there is only way this is going to go. When Caesar walks in, we will
surround him entirely then we will plunge our knives into his body and rid Rome of
the problem that is Julius Caesar. I, Brutus will take Rome by the reins and run it the
44 B.C.: Rome
As Julius Caesar steps out of his villa for the last time, he steps into his luxurious
carriage in his flawless white tunic and purple toga covering his body. The carriage
takes him throughout Rome passing the masses of the common denizen who stares
at his cart in complete awe that their famous ruler just graced their presence. Little
44 B.C.: Rome
Spilled Blood
The first drop of blood spills onto the ground as the sharp pugiones slowly
enter his body. All you could see is the look of shock on his face as the scowling
conspirators slowly murder him to his death. He didn’t have a chance to fight for
himself. Life was slowly drifting away from his eyes from the constant stabbing. The
head of the conspiracy, Marcus Junius Brutus, delivered the final blow. He thrust the
knife into Caesar’s heart; the last of the blood has been spilled. All Caesar could
manage to utter was “you too, my child?”. Just like that Rome’s greatest ruler was
Works Cited
“Marcus Junius Brutus Caepio.” Jona Lendering. Livius.org. n.d. Web. n.p.
O’Reilly, Bill. Killing Jesus. New York: Henry Holt and Company, 2013. Print.