Amidst the scattered remains, a draped torso still stands—graceful yet broken. This statue, bearing the echoes of once-divine beauty, now lies fragmented under the weight of time. The severed head, fallen to the ground, and the cracked marble body together evoke a sense of lost ideals and the transient nature of perfection. In its silence, it speaks volumes about the fragility of glory and the enduring presence of what was once revered.