Of those who died at Thermopylae renowned is their history, noble their fate:
Their grave is an altar; their memorial our mourning; their fate we praise.
Yet the living write history, as the dead cannot speak. Myth is the hidden tale.
Buried within the truth is the region still unexplored, nourished by silence, as there were yet no words to enable us to relate the tale.
Now is the time to reveal the hidden. Those Four Sisters, the hope of Sparta aflame in their hearts,
the fairest the sun ever set eyes upon; Gorgo, Mycale, Salamis and Plataea.
Vengeance their destiny, triumph their fate.