I found myself far from where it began. I looked back to the beginning to see how far I had come. It was a long walk back to where I had started from. To turn back now was a ridiculous thought. The longer I walked the more my legs hurt. I started ahead again on a brisk pace and new that the further I went the faster it'd go. I had heard that along my way many times. I'm not sure if I even truly believed it. Did it go faster, and if so how was that possible? I would have to see for myself when I get there I guessed. To have come this far was a testament to my own resolve at least I knew that much. Many times I had wanted to quit. I wouldn't have come this far but it was just to much despair inside of me if I had to go back to my humble beginnings. I had accomplished so much as if that really mattered. What did matter was the place I had started was as uncomfortable as uncomfortable could be and I could bear the uncomfortableness no longer. I had to move onward an upward so I had thought. To move upward was a figurative thought and to me it meant to move to a more comfortable position as if this was comfortable and so it seems that the distance traveled was all in my head. For it must be because the more I traveled the more obstacles stood in my way from achieving my goal. The goal, that was the motivation. The motivation was there to help me achieve the goal but the goal once reached seemed no longer like a goal at all but more like a milestone. Alas to some day find the true treasure and what was that treasure to be. For something would motivate me upon my way, the goal so it be called I suppose was worth all the effort if it in fact it could be attained. I have for one have never been satisfied with the end results or for the journey traveled for which it was obtained. It seemed tedious to me. Far to much effort for such little reward but unbenounced to me somebody somewhere was supposedly enjoying it. For who they are I didn't know nor did I care.  I just wanted it to be over and the sooner the better.

Today was the day when Rome came around full force besieged full forces down. The war was all started the beginning and end and to lose all the fight was to lose all the men. Today it all started the fight worth the fight the mightiest might was the might of the might. I put my own place with the men and the warriors. I was first  inline for the in store of the the fight and I was the first inline to feel the might of the night. I wheedled my sword and shield and plunged to my death and this is what I said with my very last breath. I came as a warrior and I leave as one too but tonight was the night that my life is all thru. I won many battles I fought with the best and to lose this battle I'd have to come to my rest. I besieged many cities I fought long and hard I have struggled in battles only to lose only yards. I never before went to my knees and to lose only battles was to lose only to ones fear and I have never lost ever. As my own life is a true mirror of the truth and the one who had won because to lose I would have to be done and finished and I wasn't to this very day. To beat me is to kill me and then only then can you call it a victory I said to my very last friend. He replied back to know you is to respect you my friend as the truth is that I've fought many of men but only to you would I kneel for the art slow to know you is to fear you only I've come to love you like a brother and the true end is here it is only to lose you as my friend is my lonely last fear. As I felt the sword plunge I looked to my left and I saw the collapse of my lonely last friend. I looked at the night the fight was a fight and I soon realized my last night was this night. To look upon the night now I knew only then to believe in ones self you had to believe it would end. I always believed that it would I always believed the true truth that to besiege ones fear one had to conquer the notion that life is a battle up hill or not to lose the battle was to quit the one fight you couldn't dam stop. I relished the fact that I went out with a fight and I relished the fact that to this very night I had to believe that the true end was near to win the fight was to win over fear. I had beaten it then and to this very day I have conquered my fear and lived my life full cause without fear holding me hostage I was free. Free to be me. Free to fight fights and free to be the one person with the might of the might.

    If I am to become the King said the boy I will need to present myself correctly. That is true replied his father. He looked at his son admirably and said when I was your age I couldn't have foreseen half as much as you do my boy. I know said the child I am well beyond my years. That is quite an understatement said the man. They exited the parlor into the hall walked down the narrow staircase and overlooked the courtyard. Soon this will all be yours said the man. Not to soon I hope said the boy to his father. The more you age the faster it goes said the father. You must be prepared. I will be said the boy soon to become the heir to the throne.                                 

     To this very day I will honor thy presence with tolerance and behavioral skills of yours truly said the boy to his father on the day of the passing. The father has been killed by terrorists and the boy is inheriting the throne. He looked upon the mighty walls of the city and said to his people. Of thou you must recognize the true king. There was a small uprising in the forefront and the man said but alas you are only a boy and the boy said but alas you are only a man. I will not tolerate this defiance said the boy. Have him jailed he said of the man who had arisen and screamed. The man protested as the guards seized him. I have but only one life to lose for my king he screamed as they dragged him away. Any more protests said the boy. There was silence. And now for my bidding said the boy. He examined the crowd hesitantly and looked upon the ruggedness of the guards. Who shall become my indentured servant. You sir. Me said a man halfway down the second row. Yes yes you come forth. The man walked to where the boy had motioned and asked what thou wishes. I wish to become your servant what does thou wisheth of me he said. To die said the boy for you and you alone are responsible for the death of my father he screamed. The man motioned for the boy to silence himself and said for it was art thou but you my boy are no longer in power. I have dethroned you. I think not said the boy and gestured to the throne next to him and said. As my father's son I sit upon this throne in the name of my people and the will of the lord. Over my dead body said the man. Seize him he screamed to the guards. As the guards dragged the boy away he vowed his vengeance. To this very day this story and the legend of the boy who reclaimed his crown and executed his vengeance on his enemies lives on. This is the story of King Tut and his men and how they recaptured the throne and brought vengeance to his fathers killers and the evil doers that captured the city of Teacus.