It is considered in Sparta to be an honor to die at battle, and I would follow Leonidas into battle without hesitation, but there is still a part of me that would rather return home than be slain at the hands of some cowardly Persian. This is our third day at Thermopylae, and Leonidas just got word that we’ve been flanked. Holding them off on one side has been tiring and difficult, but it was possible to do. There is no way we can hold both sides at once, especially against such a large Persian force. We all know what the outcome of this battle will be, and I’m sad to say this will be my last account.
At this point, our only job is to survive as long as we can, and delay the Persians for as long as possible. Some men are hopeful, saying that there is always a possibility of us surviving, but there is no way that us 300 spartans are going to make it out of this battle alive. It is unlikely that we would even be able to defend both sides, but even if we could the Persians would just take the coward's route and use their archers against us. Those cowards are going to cut us down one by one and there’s nothing we can do about it except fight our hardest for as long as we can.
How long this battle goes on for will decide the fate of Sparta. Leonidas has sent the rest of the Greeks home so now it’s only up to us. I have lived my life with no regrets and that remains true to this point. I will fight alongside my Spartan brothers until my last dying breath. I hope that my son and wife understand why I have died and can move on with their lives. Now is time to get in position, as the Persians are going to be here at any second.