“He is my king. The Leper King. He does not feel. He does not fear.” The words ring hollow, even in the sacred halls of Jerusalem. They...

The tyrant who danced while Rome burned, a flaming statue of a king who fed on art, insanity, and pyres. The fire of Rome wasn’t just a...

A Kingdom of Flesh, Gold, and Rotting Divinity They called him the Sun King. Louis Quatorze. le Roi Soleil . “I am the state.” Not...