He wasn’t too bright, wearing a permanently perplexed expression on his face, as if he were always lost in deep philosophical inquiry, contemplating mysteries of the Universe, or gaining insight into humanity’s dark, terrible history. In my sketch he looked more like an ancient thinker or a philosopher-king, which is why I ended up scribbling some appropriate Roman sayings I remembered from my Latin class, and called him “Emperor Domitian,” misspelling the name because I had only seen it written in Cyrillic before.