a story of a spartan soldier

A Spartan’s Scars Tell His Story

The words of his mother, “Come back with your shield, or on it,” haunted him. Not with pride, as they should for a true Spartan, but with a chilling shame. Aristodemus’ knuckles turned bloodless white on his spear, sweat slicking his palms beneath gleaming bronze armor. His eyes, slits of cold fury beneath his helmet, … Read more