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The Fall of Troy
It was a great plan of Ulixes. We were going to build a great, wooden horse and pretend to give it to the Trojans as a sign to make amends and to let them think that we had given up. But the devious plan was for a few of us Greeks to hide in the belly of the horse.
I wasn’t afraid, as we made our way in the cover of darkness slowly up the rope ladder, through a trapdoor and into the cavernous belly of the massive horse. I was very privileged to be chosen to go into the wooden beast. I was helping my country.
It was dark and damp inside. It had been carved thoughtfully, so it was spacious, but it was dark and eerie. I could feel the apprehension as we huddled into position and hoped that the Trojans would fall for our trap.
‘I’d better not sneeze when we get into Troy,’ I thought to myself. It was a horrific thought that something so simple could give the whole game away.
The majority of the Greeks then set sail to a neighbouring island, so the Trojans thought that we all had retreated back to Greece. They saw this, and the gift of the horse at first light. They pulled the horse into the city. They trusted it. Why shouldn’t they? I viewed this through a crack in the wood of the belly. Initially there were faces of confusion as the first soldiers approached the structure, but after a brief discussion in which it seemed to occur to them that the horse was a gift from the retreating Greeks, their expressions turned to proud acceptance of their victory. I could see them then admiring the craftsmanship of the woodwork and realised that our plan was on course to work.
It was petrifying, being trundled along into the city of Troy, with thousands of Trojans all around us, pulling and stroking the horse but we equally realised that they were just as eager to slaughter us in an instant if we were discovered.
“Keep away from the sides!” another warrior said, “You don’t want to attract any attention if they see you through the gaps.”
“How could they see me?”
“Just don’t do it, we don’t want to risk getting caught,” he whispered.
Every Greek in the horse was a brave fighter. We had been chosen especially to take on this task and we were all very honoured.
The victory celebrations began and everyone in Troy went wild, having parties and feasts because they thought they had defeated us and sent us with our heads hanging low back to Greece. The noise echoed from every corner of the city. They seemed to be partying for the last decade of hardship. If they had known us better they should have realised that our race are not so cowardly. After 10 years of trying to capture Troy, this was finally our great chance to do it and we had to plan it carefully. Cheers, shouts and singing lasted the whole day. The whole belly of the horse was silent and our lack of movement made us feel very fidgety and bored. The waiting was unbearable, but the moment had to be right.
I felt nervous, yet excited at the prospect of the victory that was so nearly ours – if the plan worked…
Night came. Troy eventually slept.
Meanwhile, the rest of the Greeks on the nearby island boarded the ships and sailed back, towards Troy.
I was one of the first to climb down off of the horse, and I helped throw down the ladder. I was sure the Trojans would hear us, because we had been silent for so long and the creaking of the ladder seemed loud. Any noise to alert even one guard would be fatal to our plan. We descended one by one and we were always silent. We headed towards the gates, where we knew our Greek comrades were waiting. Silently, we let them in, to help us battle the drunken and weary Trojans.
Even the Trojan watchmen were all asleep and drunk from the feasts and parties, and of course, they had no idea that this was our
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Trojans, Military deception, Trojan War, Troy, Hector, Les Troyens, Trojan Horse
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