"Oh we few.., our little tribe, this happy band of sisters.., I tell you this! Our bond has been forged in war and blood. For life is never easy.., there are our individual sacrifices we have made.., all for the greater good." Thera began as she paced slowly around the table meeting the eyes of all those she had come to change their minds "Oh the sacrifices we have made... Tell me, how many men have we all slaughtered in battle? How many men have we left in the trail of the wounded and dying? How many rivers have we choked with the bodies of the dead?" Thera asked with a solemn tone in her voice as she answered her own question "Calculating that infinitesimal number would be like.., wielding a broken spear..., POINTLESS!" here a few laughs arose from the table but the voices were quickly stilled for Thera's sever gaze let her ladies know this was no time for laughter. "We have made a career out of killing in the name of our nation Themiscyra.., for Unity, Loyalty, Respect, and Honor. Each of us more than willing to give up our lives in sacrifice for the protection and security of our home and families, to die out on the fields of war. Yet I ask you my brave, courageous warriors, how many of our sisters and cousins did not come home to a triumphant return? COUNTLESS! Yes, they all gave the ultimate sacrifice, gave up their lives, nourished the earth with their blood, all this has been done for the love of a nation." Thera took in a deep breath staring over at Johanna " Dearest friends, I tell you this! If we love our nation deeply enough, there is a part of it within us to the very end. Our Themiscyra suffers as we sit here now sipping Spartan wine, our lovers in our beds, our children sleeping safely in comfort nearby... Now, though we have turned our backs on our nation, I still worry greatly for her and the daughters of Themiscyra, but life is never easy, for we too have sacrificed our long held notion of Unity, Loyalty, Respect and Honor for the sake of the pursuit of happiness and freedom, we have betrayed a nation for our own Independence and Liberty. And in doing so we have stored away our weapons and given up our urge, or need, to kill our enemies. We have turned our back on our one true nature, so that we may nurture our children and become proper mothers."
"Mothers." Jessa said as a rush of warmth and joy lifted up her warrior heart for she had so much love for her son.
"Yes, we have sacrificed everything for our offspring.., although, I still can not help to worry greatly about our nations fate and their Queen, Odessa and the daughters of Themiscyra we left behind. For the gods and goddess have been most unkind to our former homeland, where the heat has brought years of drought and the crops wither on the vines. Vyakles has informed me that thousands of women have taken the mark and fled Themiscyra with their daughters. Many have found refuge in Scythia and Macedon.., but now King Phillip has sided with the Thracian's and no longer will he allow trade with Odessa. Oh how our nation suffers! Yet above all my concerns I am secure in the knowledge, that IF we had the opportunity to give help and aid to our troubled sisters, then we out of the Unity, Loyalty, Honor and Respect that still remains in our hearts, along with the deep Love for our nation, we gladly would provide our much needed assistance in any way shape or form."
Here Ia turned and spoke up saying "Yes, of course, we would gladly help.., but we are no longer warriors, we are only mothers. We have no army at our disposal, no wealth, no land, no silver, no gold. For we are now strangers in a strange land, with only our children and our wits to serve us.., we have no power, authority or control."
Here Thera gave a cunning look saying "Aye.., dear ladies, every word Ia speaks is true.., but, what if I told you there was way?" she smiled.
Now it was true the men had gathered out under the eaves of the palace, hidden from view by a thick overgrowth of honeysuckle vines, as the breeding partners stilled their voices listening in on Thera's little speech. All sent prayers up to Aphrodite and Hera with great hopes of a matrimonial outcome. Even Vyakles himself had gone up to the flat topped roof spying down on the women, he too with an anxious mind, nervous for the unknown outcome of which he had no control. This was not a feeling the King of Sparta was accustomed to. So the men strained to hear as they all paid close attention to what was said next.
"Mothers." Jessa said as a rush of warmth and joy lifted up her warrior heart for she had so much love for her son.
"Yes, we have sacrificed everything for our offspring.., although, I still can not help to worry greatly about our nations fate and their Queen, Odessa and the daughters of Themiscyra we left behind. For the gods and goddess have been most unkind to our former homeland, where the heat has brought years of drought and the crops wither on the vines. Vyakles has informed me that thousands of women have taken the mark and fled Themiscyra with their daughters. Many have found refuge in Scythia and Macedon.., but now King Phillip has sided with the Thracian's and no longer will he allow trade with Odessa. Oh how our nation suffers! Yet above all my concerns I am secure in the knowledge, that IF we had the opportunity to give help and aid to our troubled sisters, then we out of the Unity, Loyalty, Honor and Respect that still remains in our hearts, along with the deep Love for our nation, we gladly would provide our much needed assistance in any way shape or form."
Here Ia turned and spoke up saying "Yes, of course, we would gladly help.., but we are no longer warriors, we are only mothers. We have no army at our disposal, no wealth, no land, no silver, no gold. For we are now strangers in a strange land, with only our children and our wits to serve us.., we have no power, authority or control."
Here Thera gave a cunning look saying "Aye.., dear ladies, every word Ia speaks is true.., but, what if I told you there was way?" she smiled.
Now it was true the men had gathered out under the eaves of the palace, hidden from view by a thick overgrowth of honeysuckle vines, as the breeding partners stilled their voices listening in on Thera's little speech. All sent prayers up to Aphrodite and Hera with great hopes of a matrimonial outcome. Even Vyakles himself had gone up to the flat topped roof spying down on the women, he too with an anxious mind, nervous for the unknown outcome of which he had no control. This was not a feeling the King of Sparta was accustomed to. So the men strained to hear as they all paid close attention to what was said next.
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