The professor wiped the snow off his hair as he walked back into the apartment. The television was quietly humming in the corner with the day's headlines flashing across the screen. His thoughts began to wander, but he quickly set them aside. This was not the time for such thoughts, he said to himself as he walked into Antonio's room.
"How's my favorite grandson doing?" His lips curled into a weary smile. Antonio was ecstatic and proclaimed that he must read at this very moment. With a light chuckle, the professor sat on the foot of his bed and opened up the book...
"...The Romans were quickly moving across the Mediterranean as they sought out more plunder. Three divisions of troops were sent east through the port city of Constantinopolis to march through Anatolia and make contact with any opposing civilizations. Marching south after nearing Syria, the roman legions met a force of Babylonians leading a siege on the Phoenician city of Sur. The commander of the legions decided it would be dangerous to directly assault the city, so he left his troops nearby and let the Babylonians continue to send soldiers to face the city's garrison. Many Babylonian troops died, and at the last moment, the Romans stepped in and slaughtered the remaining inhabitants of the city. Sur was renamed and proclaimed a Roman city.
In 270 CE, the Romans finally discovered the art of making calenders and in the same year Roman engineers build the Great Wall in Athens.
Intimidated by the presence of this massive wall, the barbarians fled Roman territory in large numbers. With the frontiers now secure from barbarians, the emperor ordered more legions to move East to aid the Roman conquests taking place there.
On the other side of the Roman World, a Roman city called Londinium rose on the banks of the Baltic Sea.
Seeing a large Babylonian force move south from Tyrus (formerly known as Sur), the Romans decided to follow them. The Babylonians set up camp outside the walls of the Jewish capital of Jerusalem They fought bravely, but ulitmately the Babylonians left the city when they failed to destroy the garrison. The Romans were far luckier because they were able to capture the city from the weakened Jewish garrison in 330 CE.
The Romans thus began to prepare-"
Suddenly the room went pitch black. Antonio curled up near his grandfather as the professor looked around the room trying figure out what was going on. His daughter-in-law appeared in the doorway holding two flashlights.
"Come Señor Unamuno, it's too difficult to read in the dark, even for you." She tried to smile at her small joke but it only appeared to the professor as a grimace. He put Antonio to bed and grabbed one of the flashlights as he walked out of the room.
Once he had left the room, he whispered to his Daughter-in-law," Why didn't you tell me they changed the curfew?"
"I'm sorry but I only just found out myself."
"This damn state, why must they turn out the lights of the City?" he grumbled to himself.
"Don't say such things, unless you want Antonio to hear," she reprimanded. They both stared out the window at the dark city beneath their apartment. The black skyline was foreboding in the darkness. The professor turned back to face her.
"I'm sorry, I was just so excited to read to him... We were just about to get the part where Egypt falls."