Five elephants remained on earth, sacred beyond all else. Beloved by what remained of humanity. The King, facing his rebellious subjects, rode astride one for his battle. He charged the front ranks alone and knowing that the elephant would be killed, as it was, he hoped his men would see the rebels for heretics, to murder divinity. But they saw through that and betrayed him, as he had betrayed the elephant. No one could stand to see so beautiful and divine a creature die under the arse of a fool.
Paddy Dobson
25th March 2024