The Muse Of Belgrade Comments

Prologue;

The year is………well quite past recollection within the realms of modernity……perhaps within the 1st millennium B.C amid the late Classical Period in the late 3rd Century B.C as it were……..an epoch of colossal transmogrification. The Old Gods now beginning to wane under the Graeco-Roman agendas of paternalistic theocracy. Rome is still a young empire and grows thirsty for power. Rome has much to prove and will stop at nothing to weild power in the known world. The major portion of the Illyrian army has joined the Roman ranks, with the exception of those who flee with the rebels in the mountains.. ……
Alack! The Old Gods of the woodlands……of a seemingly sempiternal order, so begin to lose sway…… A time when the lands of Illyria beckoned forth a saviour, a Muse incarnate……………Her name was Onomaris………named for the puissantly beauteous Mountain Ash or Rowan Tree(Luis) within the prodigious mountain range of The Balkans. The Great Goddess Danu bore Her from whence the lands, whereby mighty River Danube doth flow, past the sea of Pontus Euxoeds, north of the Hellenic lands which were now fraught in gynopathic bedlam……………..aye, Onomaris of The Scordisci people, a Celtic race descended from Atlantian lands of Libya and Athena Herself……once of Lake Tritonis……then of Galatia…………She who would dare to lead Her people when all men had failed. Aye, only a woman’s might could lead these people through the Balkans to found a Serbian Queendom
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