Oh, the adrenaline
That must have been rushing
Through the veins of the fair emperor
And his heir
Oh, the muddled armor
The palace ablaze in the dark
That tells of an impossibility
That became a reality
Oh, the single strokes
The perfect narrative
That can hardly keep my heart calm
The ink tells of such a thrilling heist
That I am left shivering
As the emperor must have been that night
Thousands of year ago
Walking Through The World’s Gallery
September 26, 2018