Homos: Alexander

A haughty, piercing look from the smartest eyes scrutinized its reflection: the bizarre flowers’ fur shone and gleamed with expensive care. The suit, tailored with exquisite cut, was superb, the posture was regal, the snarl was terrifying. Alexander smoothed the fur on the muzzle with his little paws, fluffed the cheeks: “Holy corn! Well, isn’t he gorgeous!” And he strode on. Despite the abundance of servants, he dug up the corpses himself.