King Photograph

KING In the hills above Paphos, Cyprus, the King rules his territory, a scrapyard kingdom of rusted wire, bleached plastic sheeting, and chemical drums long since abandoned.. He holds his post with the unshaken authority of a monarch surveying a palace, entirely unbothered that his throne is built from what everyone else threw away. There's something quietly telling in his poise, life claims its ground wherever it can, discarded surroundings or not, dignity intact even when the setting isn't.​​​​​​​