The whispers of Constantine haunt the empty streets.
The ghosts of emperors and empresses wander through the ruins.
A thousand years of history reduced to rubble and ash.
A lament for what was, and what will never be again.Istanbul.
A new name, a new master.
But the memory of Constantinople lingers, a wound that will never fully heal.
The ghosts of emperors and empresses wander through the ruins.
A thousand years of history reduced to rubble and ash.
A lament for what was, and what will never be again.Istanbul.
A new name, a new master.
But the memory of Constantinople lingers, a wound that will never fully heal.
was accused of being a Nazi supporter, the mods also decided that I was not a real person