This story began in the distant 5th century BC in the family of the legendary king of the Massagets Spargapis.
Endless steppe, happy nomads who chose the best pastures for horses every day, their children ran under the scorching, but so soft sun. Their state was blooming. The youth, almost like a horse at a horse race, was looking forward, they lived a new and bright life. Everyone was one family, but it's hard not to notice her, so different from everyone. A talented military strategist, a fearless Amazon, a beauty, a passionate lover and a wise loving mother.
Her name was Tomiris. The tale about her will be rich and passionate, like her whole life.
After the death of her father, she became the queen of the Massagets. It should be noted, a worthy queen, a wise ruler and a brave warrior. And they would have ruled fairly for a long time, eventually transferring power to their son Spargapis.
The troops of Cyrus the Great, the Persian king from the Achaemenid dynasty, the greatest military commander, whose glory is comparable, according to historians, only with the glory of Alexander the Great, approached the borders of her country, located near the shores of the Syr Darya.
Oh, Cyrus the Great did not know that he should not get involved with Tomiris, a woman who was never afraid of anyone. And if I had known, maybe I wouldn't have lost my head. And Cyrus lost her. In the truest sense.
But in the beginning everything worked out well for Cyrus the Great. The whole story began with the fact that Cyrus sent messengers to the ruler of the Massagets Tomiris with an offer to become his wife. No, there was no question of any love here. Cyrus was attracted not by the charms of the queen, but by her rich lands.
But he only got a refusal for everything. And every time he sent messengers, he received refusals every time. The second refusal led to a bloody war and, as history has shown, the end of Cyrus' reign.
The war went on with varying success. But after one of the victories, the Tomiris army indulged in revelry. This is what Cyrus took advantage of. The Persians surrounded the feasting camp, and then killed many soldiers, and the son of Tomiris Spargapis was captured. The captive Spargapis persuaded Cyrus to take off his shackles and as soon as he could control his hands, he took his own life - he could not bear the shame of captivity.
Upon learning of her son's death, the distraught woman raised her army into battle. Her warriors and she fought so fiercely that they defeated the Persian army.
The severed head of Cyrus was brought to Tomiris. She ordered her to be lowered into a cup of wine, saying at the same time: "You were thirsty for blood, king of the Persians, so drink it to your fill now! "
The figure of Tomiris in history, as a woman fiercely loving and standing on her own, tightly occupies her place. She is an example for life, but also an iconic figure in art.