Tomb of the Lost Quotes
Tomb of the Lost
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Tomb of the Lost Quotes
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“The Greeks rebult Athens, building the incredible Acropolis and the blackened columns of the original Parthenon were set into the walls. The Greeks would never forgive or forget the Persian attack and the Greek tribes vowed revenge on Xerxes empire. It would be a twenty year old Alexander who took revenge.”
― Tomb of the Lost
― Tomb of the Lost
“The sarcophagus was huge. Nearly a ton in weight and almost as wide as it was long. He squeezed around it patting it with pride. When they had first discovered it a week ago he had been ecstatic at the discovery. This was archaeology’s greatest ever find. The resting place of Alexander the Great. The most important single find in the history of his profession.”
― Tomb of the Lost
― Tomb of the Lost
“A toast!” he said, “To our master, to my friend, the greatest Roman who has ever lived, Gaius Julius Caesar!” ”
― Tomb of the Lost
― Tomb of the Lost
“Gaius Julius Caesar, fifty two years old, supreme Roman military commander, the most powerful man on earth was making reports in his journal. The civil war that has been raging now for almost two years has brought me and my legion to the shores of Egypt. Pompey runs from me and yet I hope, somehow, when he is captured to make a reconciliation with him.”
― Tomb of the Lost
― Tomb of the Lost
“The King rose up and spoke one word. He gave a last gasp and collapsed back onto the bed and lay still. His last breath escaped his lips slowly. Craterus reached forward and closed the eyes. Ptolemy took the ring. “What did he say to you? Who did he say would rule? To whom does it go?” Ptolemy stood up tall and straight. They all stared at him. “He said one word. Kratisto! To the strongest!” ”
― Tomb of the Lost
― Tomb of the Lost
“BABYLON, PERSIA, JUNE 323BC The man’s head moved back and forth as he lay in the bed. His lips moved, trying to form words, though no sound came out. He opened his bloodshot eyes at the feel of someone’s touch on his sweating forehead. A cool cloth gently dabbed at his face. “Is that better my King?” a voice enquired. Alexander ‘the great’ of Macedon opened his red eyes again and struggled to focus with blurred vision on the face peering down at him.”
― Tomb of the Lost
― Tomb of the Lost
