"Remember us."As simple an order as a king can give."Remember why we died."For he did not wish tribute or songnor monuments, nor poems of war and valor.His wish was simple."Remember us"he said to me.That was his hope.Should any free soul come across that place in all the countless centuries yet to bemay all our voices whisper to you from the ageless stones.Go tell the Spartans, passerbythat here, by Spartan law, we lie.And so my king diedand my brothers diedbarely a year ago.Long I pondered my king's cryptic talk of victory.
