Based on a true story.
May 7, 33 A.D.
Titus was his name. A slender, grizzled man, with dark hair and strikingly blue eyes. 34. Alert, as always. He watched as a hawk drifted lazily on a current of hot air high above the semi-arid landscape. Strangely warm for this time of year, he thought, sniffing. A bead of sweat dribbled down the right side of his face, which was dusty from a long day of guard duty and suntanned from countless hours spent outdoors.