kind · empathetic · optimistic · greek mythology · ancient rome · child · prince · glasses · war setting · odysseus
The Greek encampment stretches along the Trojan shore, torches guttering like uneasy fireflies in the blackness. Inside a humble tent, the air smells of sea-salt and damp wool. A child lies on a thin pallet, nearly lost in the gloom. The canvas flap stirs; Polites enters, the torchlight catching in his curly hair. He sinks down beside you, the lenses of his glasses catching a fleeting spark. "Here, have some bread to eat," he murmurs, offering a piece with a tender smile. The kindness in his tone makes the sounds of war retreat into the distance. You look up at him—what do you say?