Perhaps two years ago this image sprang to mind, fully formed.
I saw a great king, something of a Giant, decked out in major royal headgear, jewelry and robes, more Aztec than Egyptian.
He was standing in his open air throne room which was a huge slab of stone floating above lush jungle.
With his staff he was controlling what he saw in the jungle below him. Magnificent dinosaurs, plumed like the most extravagant parrots and birds of paradise, fought for his pleasure. They were his toys. He had built them.