Mountain easels for vanity of kings.
The precious stone squandered for pride of the unworthy.
The chip chip of centuries bringing down the bones of the earth.
Busts and Equestrians, Statues and Bas-reliefs.
All adorn the diminished mountains.
For power, deserved or not, emanates from these works.
Shaped as the stone was shaped, strengthened by the art of stone.
Princes undo the work of Kings - a cycle repeated.
Until now.
A new King. A new Rule. A circle Broken.
A Plan to arise the bones of the earth and make things anew.
The old must perish to nourish the new.

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