‘When I look at the sky, or the sea, or a beautiful horse, I like to believe in gods. I like to feel there is some order, some meaning to existence.‘
– Parmenion, to Mothac, Lion of Macedon
‘When I look at the sky, or the sea, or a beautiful horse, I like to believe in gods. I like to feel there is some order, some meaning to existence.‘
– Parmenion, to Mothac, Lion of Macedon
