DONARUDO
WEEK 073 / 073 — The Impossible Night
 Chapter 7 — Election Night · Nov 1 – Nov 9, 2016
dawn light breaking over a towering glass skyscraper shot like a fortress keep; at its base an imposing older man with a sweeping golden pompadour mane, heavy brow, long dark suit, very long red necktie flowing like a battle banner faces the rising sun, fists clenched, low heroic angle
Election Night
NOVEMBER 8, 2016. FIVE HUNDRED AND TWELVE DAYS AFTER THE ESCALATOR, THE FINAL DAY DAWNS. EVERY PATH ENDS TONIGHT.
“TODAY WE MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!”
DONARUDO — @realDonaldTrump · verbatim
long lines of halftone citizen masses winding toward polling stations under a gray sky; an imposing older man with a sweeping golden pompadour mane and very long red necktie strides past a crowd of featureless figures with camera lenses for faces, flash bursts freezing his profile
I will be watching the election results from Trump Tower in Manhattan with my family and friends. Very exciting!DONARUDO — @realDonaldTrump · verbatim
extreme close-up of thumbs over a glowing phone screen at dusk, city lights smearing through a window behind; a heavy-browed jowled face lit from below, small intense eyes blazing, speed lines radiating outward from the screen
“Don't let up, keep getting out to vote - this election is FAR FROM OVER! We are doing well but there is much time left. GO FLORIDA!”
DONARUDO — @realDonaldTrump · verbatim
high room in a dark tower at night, family and allies as silhouettes gathered before glowing wall screens; an imposing older man with a sweeping golden pompadour mane and very long red necktie stands motionless at the center, screen light carving his heavy brow from shadow
HIGH IN THE TOWER, THE RETURNS COME IN. STATE BY STATE, THE MAP TURNS — AND KEEPS TURNING. THE IMPOSSIBLE NIGHT DEEPENS.
Watching the returns at 9:45pm. #ElectionNight #MAGA🇺🇸DONARUDO — @realDonaldTrump · verbatim
imposing older man with a sweeping golden pompadour mane, heavy brow, very long red necktie flowing like a battle banner at a victory podium in the small hours, vast halftone crowds, mane haloed by stage light, family silhouettes behind, a golden escalator diagonal gleaming above, shot from below
Such a beautiful and important evening! The forgotten man and woman will never be forgotten again. We will all come together as never beforeDONARUDO — @realDonaldTrump · verbatim
AT 3 A.M. HE STEPS TO THE PODIUM. THE MAN THEY LAUGHED DOWN THE ESCALATOR STANDS AS PRESIDENT-ELECT — AND ABOVE THE CELEBRATION, THE TRUE WEIGHT OF THE CROWN BEGINS ITS DESCENT. END OF VOLUME ONE.
TO BE CONTINUED…

This week in the saga

The final day dawns beneath the tower with the saga's loudest cry, and then there is nothing left to do but wait. He votes, he urges the army on while the polls still breathe — Florida, Florida — and high in the tower with his family he watches the map turn state by impossible state. At three in the morning the chronicle records the words no one believed it would ever write: the forgotten man and woman will never be forgotten again, and the volume closes on a President-elect.