Creation Details
Panel prompts:
- #1“Verse 1 I remember when the smoke began to thin When the red sky finally let a little daylight in When the drums that used to march us to the brink Started sounding less like orders, more like room to think He stood where Claudius had carved himself a throne Same stone, same hall, but his shoulders weren’t bone Lion‐O with mane not yet full, eyes too bright Looking at the ledgers like they kept him up at night I watched him read the numbers in the dark Saw his hand shake when he traced each miss”
Art Style: Noir Comics
Color Mode: Full Color
Panels: 1
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