The Story of the Forgotten Torso Collection

The Story of the Hot Gates Collection

The Unknown Warrior

From the hand of Phidias I sprang.
My true self coaxed from cold stone.

Sliding easily into balanced contrapposto,
I reach through crystalline boundaries.

A frozen moment, testament to the master’s perfect eye –
My own existence assured and harmony found.

 

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