Rust and Ashes

Empire, that empire praised by countless troubadours, that empire defended by countless brave generals, that empire with milk and honey flowing everywhere, how could it become like this? In the north, the conquered barbarians were ready to take action, driving longships to plunder the citizens of the empire, but the governor of the north remained indifferent. In the West, madmen who claim to be prophets are instigating the people with their snake-like tongues. The words of the gods are no longer listened to, and even the sacred fire of the Temple of the Sun is about to be extinguished. In the east, the thunderous sound of horse hooves and the vibrating sound of bowstrings caused every imperial citizen on the plains to struggle in nightmares. In the South, big businessmen openly refused to pay legal taxes and repeatedly demanded autonomy for the cities. It seems that no one can save all this. The empire's legions have long been in decay, the senators in the Senate are still fighting for power, the heads of the proud citizens of the empire are hung low, and the shining pearls have long been covered with dust. In your sleep, you saw a mirror on the ground. You put it... - Wipe clean and hang on the wall - crushed with one foot This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.