Hello all,

I am very late to join this drabble but I will do my best to keep up with you all. The drabble format is a bit unfamiliar to me, so I will not always keep the word count and so on. I hope that my entries will be acceptable all the same.

All the best wishes and hopefully good reading,

// NorthernLight

Prompt: Sound

The Sound Of Sorrow

Alexander heard loud and desperate sounds of sobbing and wailing. He wondered where they came from. His cheeks were wet with tears. His throat was raw from screaming. His hair was torn in desperation. His Royal robes were disheveled from distress.

Then he saw the body he was clinging to. It was cold and lifeless. Its auburn hair had lost its gloss and fire forever. Its blue eyes had closed for the last time.

It was Hephaestion! His dearest friend had left him forever.

The sounds of sobbing and wailing came from Alexander himself. They continued forever and ever - until he no longer had the strength to express his endless mourning.

The Sound Of Lovemaking

Loud screams were heard from the forest.

The Companions looked up in surprise from their eager studying. The Well of the Nymphs shuddered and stopped for a while in its constant murmuring. Aristotle was interrupted in his important experiments. The horses in the meadow pricked their ears, listening for some unknown danger. The birds stopped singing and chirping.

The calm and seclusion of Mieza in the spring was broken.

Then Cleitus calmed them all.

"I just saw Alexander and Hephaestion walk into the forest. They intended to study the beauty of Nature. "

All smiled in understanding. The screams they had heard were from joy and excitement, not from fear and distress.

The Sound Of Victory

The air was filled with joyous clamour. Swords and spears were beating and hammering against thousands of shields. Voices were roaring and chanting, calling out for wine and rich food. Horses were neighing and stomping. Dogs were barking. Rose petals were snowing all over, filling the air with their sweet fragrance.

"Alexander ! Alexander! Alexander!"

It was the day after Gaugamela. Alexander and the Macedonians had won the day. The young King was now High King of all Persia. All was well. The city of Babylon had opened its famous Gates of Ishtar to let them all in to her wonders and riches.

The Procession of Victory formed and prepared to enter Babylon.

The sounds of Victory followed it.