"It's not fear that grips him... a highten sense of things... the seaborn breeze cooly kissing the sweat at his chest and neck... gulls cawling, complaining even as they feast on the thousands of floating dead... the steady breathing of the 300 at his back... ready to die with him without a moments pause... every one of them... ready to die... his helmet is stifling... his shield is heavy... his helmet stifling; it narrowed his vision, but he must see far... his shield was heavy; it threw him off balance... and his target is far away... the old ones say we spartans had descended from hercules himself... bold Leonidas gives testament to our bloodline... his roar is long and loud... remember us... as simple an order as a king could give... remember why we died... he did not wish tribute or song or monuments or 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 be... may all our voices whisper to you from the agless stones... note tell the spartan passerbyes that here... by Spartan Law... we lie..."


This was one of the best movies in history. i cry everytime i watch it. this is a tribute to king Leonidas. I enjoyed both the comic and the movie. my scanner hasn't been working lately so i just used my camera. i want to visit sparta someday. well, enjoy!!

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