Once Tarquinius turned 26, his desire to explore the rest of the world and do something significant with his life had become so uncontrollable that he …show more content…
We’re approaching Pompeii now!” the captain blared. “Finally.” Quintus thought as he emerged from below the deck. As the ship crept around the stretch of land that shielded the bay of Pompeii, all eyes turned onto the small town. Horror and anxiety could be seen in all the sailors’ eyes, especially Tarquinius. What they were looking at was not a small town, but instead a lack of a town. Hordes of ash covered what used to be Pompeii. Nothing was left to be seen. Only silence remained. The year was now 79 AD, the year in which Vesuvius erupted and effectively wiped Pompeii completely off the map. As the ship stopped in front of what used to be the port of Pompeii, Tarquinius jumped off the boat and ran up to where the town once was. Knowing that his family and friend Lucius were dead, he collapsed onto his knees and wept. There was nothing left for him, no family and no friends. He had nowhere to go now. His house and fortune was gone, and his only path forward seemed to be one of poverty and eternal misery. “I only wish that I stayed so that I could have died with them.” he muttered under his