Roman gold ring With nicolo intaglio set in gold bezel, Circa 100-300 AD,
Glass stone engraved with scene of two roosters pulling a mouse in a chariot.
Size: D: 16.92mm / US: 6 1/2 / UK: N; 20.94g
Courtesy: Apollo Galleries & Auctions
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Roman gold ring With nicolo intaglio set in gold bezel, Circa 100-300 AD,
Glass stone engraved with scene of two roosters pulling a mouse in a chariot.
Size: D: 16.92mm / US: 6 1/2 / UK: N; 20.94g
Courtesy: Apollo Galleries & Auctions
The dead are gone and with them we cannot converse. The living are here and ought to have our love. Leaving the city-gate I look ahead And see before me only mounds and tombs. The old graves are ploughed up into fields, The pines and cypresses are hewn for timber. In the white aspens sad winds sing; Their long murmuring kills my heart with grief. I want to go home, to ride to my village gate. I want to go back, but there's no road back.
-- unknown Author (the Nineteen Pieces of Old Poetry) somewhere around 100BC or 100AD
[ in response to, @100ad ] : A SHORT STINT IN HUMANITY TAUGHT HIM IT'S LESSONS ! people, inhuman or not, always wanted something. apparently this vampire was no fucking different from the lot of them, demanding from the young man as each person before him had; each one taking a little piece of him away. " and what makes you think i give a shit what you want from me? " bared teeth are not intentional, hunger driving the fangs from his gums.