Moriturae te salutant
A burst of general laughter greets the entry of a young lion, a stray latecomer who was still sleeping a few minutes before Moriturae te salutantChapter I First day. Year 64 A.D. - Rome in flamesNeroRome is in flames. Since the beginning of the evening. The mob was impotent, the processions of water carriers became exhausted trying in vain to isolate the suburba wooden huts. Then the brick houses blazed up, the stables released cohorts of panicked horses. The old eucalypti lining the...