The story that I want to tell you cannot be found in a movie. They say the history of the Greeks was written from the perspective of the Gods. But its never been told by the hearts of their children. Not till now, they were born here. This place we come to be called western civilization. But to my kind the land had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind in the fields of Hades we belong here. We would always belong here. They say the gods are the symbol of the west whether the west was won or lost in the end you'll have to decide for your self. But the story I want to tell you is true, I was there. And I remember, I remember the sun and the sky and the wind calling my name. In a time when hero's ran free.