Book XI: The Lion

HoplitGore

So as a lion seizes the infant young of the swift deer,
and easily crushes them with mighty teeth,
when he has come into their lair, and takes out their supple hearts.
And even if the deer happens to be near, she is not able 
to ward him off… 

ὡς δὲ λέων ἐλάφοιο ταχείης νήπια τέκνα
ῥηϊδίως συνέαξε λαβὼν κρατεροῖσιν ὀδοῦσιν
ἐλθὼν εἰς εὐνήν, ἁπαλόν τέ σφ᾽ ἦτορ ἀπηύρα:
ἣ δ᾽ εἴ πέρ τε τύχῃσι μάλα σχεδόν, οὐ δύναταί σφι
χραισμεῖν…

(Iliad, lines 113-121)

 

The picture says it all.  Sometimes the descriptions of killing are so animal, especially in this case with the lion metaphor.
I wanted to make this soldier ravenous.  I was actually inspired by a documentary about sharks.  Sharks apparently get so excited when in a panic that they sometimes vomit their own stomachs.  I’ll never forget the image of the shark’s mouth completely stuffed with guts, bursting out at it’s teeth.
I wanted this soldier’s mouth to be so full of guts that it could not even contain it all, full of gore, with an unquenchable thirst for killing.

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