Opticles: A Short Story

In April 430 B.C. live Opticles. Opticles is a defenseless, blind beggar he lives in the city of Athens and gets just enough money every day to feed himself. Every day he has the same routine, hobble 13 paces out of his cave feeling the soft grass between his toes, turn towards the warmth of the sun and take another 30 paces, as soon as he takes that last step he sits down and begins begging. When Opticles feels the sunlight on the back of his neck he stands up and walks to the right 20 paces towards the smell of the freshly baked bread, where he buys a piece of old stale bread, he then repeats his steps to traverse back home. Opticles did this every day of his life never changing a step. One day as Opticles stepped out of his cave, he was struck with chariot throwing him far away from his cave making him lose his sense of position, this had happened to him a couple times before but never had it knocked him this far, so far that he didn’t feel the warmth of the sun shine on his face or his

Where am I?”
“ Why are you in Tartarus, can you not see the flames 10 times higher than I, the Black River of souls that stretches as far as the eye can see?”
“ No” said opticles “sadly I can

Epimetheus then came up with an idea to help the man. “ To help you I will give the power to see time.” Opticles wanting sight vigorously shook his head yes. Epimetheus held Opticles head in his large hand, even though he had large hands he delicately removed Opticles eyes, and replaced them with 2 stones from the ground. One stone went into his right eye socket, it was a piece of opal that let him foresee an event that has yet to come. In his left eye was placed a piece of obsidian, darker than the night sky, With this eye, he can see all of the past events all the souls in the underworld have seen. “ When you use both of these stones powers at once you shall see the present.” said