Ozymandias - The Great One

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Christina Bothwell 8:1a Tuesday 23rd January 2001

Ozymandias-The Great One

The commotion of the wild horses, the torrents of flying sand and the shouts of the livid laborers. This was the ritual of life in the town of Zalahujah. Dust was hovering in the midday air and the sun shone vividly on the hectic Market Square. The folk of Zalahujah were decorating the streets with extravagant banners, brightly coloured garlands and many other wonderous things. Everything was to be perfect for the great and evil emperor Ozymandias. Ozymandias ruled Zalahujah with a rod of iron, his subjects feared his wicked temper and if anyone disobeyed his laws, their sentence...death!

The festival was a joyous occasion for young and old people alike. Music, dancing and singing were many passages of the day. Now Ozymandias was ruling Zalahujah, this would be no more. Orders were given to his men and the festival proposed as a formal feast. Many people begrudged with this but dare not argue because of the emperors terrifying attitude. The date was set, 14th August 100BC and all of Zalahujah were to attend.

The intense heat of the sun had not reached its