"It all began," said Edwin Flowers, clearing his throat, "with a woman. Somewhat typical, I'm afraid, or at least type-defining. Her name was Helen, and two men loved her: Paris of Troy and Menelaus of Sparta. After ten years of fighting at the city of Troy, both sides were exhausted and battle-weary, but it had become a matter of pride. Even the gods had gotten involved, or so the stories would have it, deceiving the Greek commander Agamemnon with dreams of victory and forging the great Achilles armor after he rejoined the battle following Patrochlus' death. Oh, there were others as well, so many stories wrapped up in the whole of it; but there isn't enough time today to tell them all, nor even those I know."

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