STORY BEHIND
Empire Rose
The sky swelled like a wave of velvet fire—
a hush of dusk rolling in with breathless color.
And there she stood—
the Empire, cloaked in solemn light,
a flame rising through the hush of glass and stone.
Not mourning, not celebrating,
but remembering.
It was Memorial Day,
but it could’ve been any day we paused
long enough to feel the weight of light.
This is not just a cityscape.
It is a gesture—
a reverent breath caught between day and night,
honoring all that came before.
Collectors know:
the rarest pieces speak softly
but echo forever.
BRING HAPPINESS TO YOUR HOME
