Dedication.

     Several months later. 

~The king and his queen~

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

An echo of the chant swelled to fade as it travelled across the four corners of the circular Colosseum. A woman wounded in wild ecstasy threw both her arms in the air, a fierce movement which threw her two handful boobs out of the loose gown. A man standing next to her reached out his hand to feel the swell of the inviting mounds, but another standing across from the other side spared a quick punch, which shifted some of the tissues in the former's nose. A fight was birthed. A fight quite mediocre to the death-battle, at its peak, in the midst of the arena. 

"His head... his head... his head."

A gladiator bathed in thick sweat and patches of drowsy darkened blood threw his gaze in the directions of the audience who kept telling him what next to do. He was standing over another, who seemed too weak to stand.

After a long millisecond reverence t