Rome staired out into the sunset, "God this is such a beautiful sunset. Right Brother?" Byzantium stood by him, "Yes I believe it is… Tell me brother what do you plan to do about the rebelions?" Rome continued to stair off into the sunset and avoided the question, "Kind of makes you want to memoralize it." Byzantium sighed shaking his head, "Childish." He walked away with a bit of a smile on his face.
Rome turned around and ran up to his brother, "Hey wait up where you going? Fighting? Working, or the dirty deed?" he waggled his eyebrows at the last one, "You know brother…" Byzantium put his arm around Rome, "We may be polar opisits, but I defintly couldn't get along without your wacky style." The two brothers laughed as they walked the sun setting behind them.
Byzantium and Rome went out for a night on the town, both of them getting severly drunk, "Hey … HEY! Bro *hic* You know what You are absolutely the most intelegent *hic* person I know *hic*" Rome said face planting on the ground out cold, Byzantium snickered, "And you dear brother are absolutely a lightweight." Byzantium sat by his brother glancing at the moon which was full.
Byzantium had dragged Rome back to the hill they watched the sunset on to watch the sunrise, Rome had woken up just before it started, "You know brother, the start and end of a day are special, but the bond between brothers is even more special." Byzantium put his arm around Rome's shoulder, "So tell me what's going to happen? Germania's getting angry, The Franks are pushing in, Riots are breaking out, and worst of all you've become a terrible lightweight." Rome laughed at the last one then quickly clutched his head from the hang over. "Well my dear brother, there is always a sunrise and sunset, but we all know that the sun will never set on our empire or its legacy, no we will live forever, whether it through physical exsitance, or through the anals of history." Rome smiled as the sun rose in the sky brilliant warm colors of red orange and yellow bleeding away to a bright blue sky without a cloud in the sky. Byzantium smiled, "Heh always the optimist."
The next day Rome disappeared with nothing more than a note that Byzantium kept from the world, "Its time for my sunset, carry with you my legacy, and remember that beautiful sunrise, because now its your time, go my brother and recorde your name in history."
In 1453, Byzantium left a message to Greece, his younger brother, It said on the outside, "Open this message only when you've watched both a sunset and a sunrise in that order, with some one very close to you." After over five hundred years Greece finally opened that message and it said, "Its time for my sunset, carry with you my legacy, and remember that beautiful sunrise, because now its your time, go my brother and record you name in history."
(The point is that Rome passed his legacy to the eastern half, which became predomintly Greek after the collapse of the Empire, so it would only make sense that this was the sunset of the Roman Empire, and the sunrise of the Byzantine Empire, but the Byzantine Empire's sunset and Greece's Sunrise, was shall we say a bit longer in the making. Now who he watched it with that I will leave to the readers imagination.)