"The King is satisfied," his daughter, Clara, would say, watching him obsess over the blank spaces. "The kingdom is prosperous, the borders are secure. Why look for more?"
Clara pleaded with him. "You have a home here. You have a legacy. Isn't this enough?" Il mondo non basta
Elias sat in the silence of the Great Void. He looked at his final, blank page and wrote only four words before the ink ran dry: The world was plenty. "The King is satisfied," his daughter, Clara, would