Implode (Statuesque)

He was an older gentleman.
Of noble birth.
You could tell.
Ancient Roman.
He was well-heeled.
Chiseled and somber.
Certainly no later than Migration era.
It was evident in the marble.
Flavian Dynasty, perhaps.
He was strong.
And handsome.
Formidable, even.
Though his arm was missing.
His nose was chipped.
And his heart was broken.

How she was privy to the latter, a connoisseur could not know.

“I’ll have it.”

And with that, Lucy Horowitz purchased a classical sculpture born of antiquity from a private collector. With the Sotheby auction in London fast approaching, it would be her third such acquisition this week. Though, despite her fatigue, each piece she absorbed neared the museum’s collection toward completion.

And as she stood,
Drenched in Miuccia Prada,
Gazing curiously at the stoic figure of the desolate glare,

She could not help but be reminded of another.

Implode. Part XXVI - DK