Disclaimer: A man named Tolkien first built a White City, I just like to play there, and in the fields around it.
Author's Notes: For the 'Fool' challenge. Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.
Will you call me fool, because I would tread where others dare not? I shall run full tilt unto the jaws of death, not for glory, nor for gold, but for a bright banner, streaming atop a gilded city, and for a white tree which will bloom once more.
Gomeril, omadawn, ownshook, goat: all these titles I will claim and more, and ride out to meet my doom.
And when I fall, upon my marker stone, with silver tools, carve the words ‘Here lies a fool; who died and would die again; for a white city and an empty throne’.