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Beware the Fateful Ides(Farewell To Julius)

Ambition, ambition, it killed a man. O, beware the fateful ides. The Senate, the last place in March he’d stand as “they” were not on his side. Rome’s sole conqueror of so many lands, his exploits were known near and far. But now he fell to his countryman’s hands as with daggers they began to mar. He’d done so much for Rome already, why should he not solely rule ? But not all minds in Rome were ready for the ambitions of a “fool”. Funny, but how what they tried to stop came about in the end anyway. For now a Caesar would sit atop Rome’s rule despite what they would say.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/29/2009 1:33:00 PM
Wonderful piece, Doug, but I've come to expect nothing less from you! Bravo! Hugs, Donna
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Date: 11/29/2009 6:23:00 AM
Great piece, like how you have incorporated a piece of history into it...well done, Anna-Marie.
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