Imperial Hill is no work of nature, but a microcosm of the empire fashioned from rare stone and channeled wate…
Imperial Hill is no work of nature, but a microcosm of the empire fashioned from rare stone and channeled waters.
Pavilions hide among its slopes, waters meander, and the pines rustle. Lacking the true peril of wild peaks, it possesses a curated majesty reserved for the emperor alone.