Light is everywhere the beginning. Everywhere the first and best god. It writes the lines, forms the shapes, colors the colors... in front of people's eyes. To see and admire and be frightened. Light unfolds time and folds it again. In its palm, it holds the bright crystals of thought and the black beads of fear. It mixes them and distributes them. It glorifies in some places and blinds in others. It shows the truth in some places and hides it in others. It has a thousand languages: it whispers, sings, roars like a beast. Only here, Light has its own unique voice. Is it the abundant sea that sparkles even at night? Is it the white stones that shine in the sun? I don't know. Anyway, whatever story it touches, it makes it brand new. And people remain enchanted and listen to it, as if they have never heard it before - even if it is their own story. This series of "Historical Tales" attempts to cover a significant and long period of our history, antiquity, and to convince young and old - especially the young! - that... History is not just a lesson.