Untitled (for the project in english)

Darkness loomed over the horizon of the Bacchanal city, Eleusina. Ashen faces of people kept on looking over the city walls, as if an unseen enemy is threatening the city. Conversations are little more than whisphers and the last vestiges of the recent celebrations were cast down. It has been a week since the city was last attacked, the attack coincided with the Eleusinian Mysteries and all were unprepared then. A lot of them died and a part of the walls was broken. The walls were hastily repaired and strengthened, and only later that they discovered that all Bacchanal cities were attacked that day. Refugees streamed to Eleusina, people with the same convictions, people with the same allegiance. A handful of Bacchanal cities were captured that day, inhabitants massacred and the cities razed.