The Count of Monte Cristo rides to his beloved.
Royal seals and gold coins his true past.
Under his swirling cape, hidden from highwaymen and the Kings guards, the 'Count' secures his treasures around his neck.
Shards of metal and prison debris remind him of harsher days. His fingers run over the weathered pieces as he contemplates revenge.
The cages and chains clasp his jewellery shut. But small metal wings, crafted by a dear friend, remind him of freedom.