A sliced ember white adorns the royal blue sky this night, promises in its wake or the slumber of the mournfully dead a chance, rather nonchalance for would in stride be caused no harm nor folly and any impediments, naught.
Next to her I see a figure shimmer, a chandelier upon close inspection it revealed itself to be, and taken am I back in time, to an age I desired, the time I was all too happy to surrender to her majesty but arrived she never, and yet I seek her still.
The droopy veil her eyes obeyed every single step she takes, her fanciful stride. Wage a war for she bequeaths me charm,
O mister, apologies,
Have I caused an inconvenience? she asks
Foolish I, bright eyes, mistake the brightness for an intervention divine and disappointed in myself say, Not quite, I just wasn’t expecting you is all.
Her face stoops, low her hands remain clasped, she sits in her little divinity and her I can only wretchedly scorn. What brings you here, miss?
The shawl now shrouded her body, but make I could her bosom heaving, petite she was, her corset perhaps held her figure intact, her hair ebony straight, the shawl brown she under masquerades.
I’m here for your advice, she says, astonishment perplexes me, for I have been under the weather off late and my days of discoursing intellect have long been strayed astray.
Death.
A jolt scintillating shiver down my breast makes it way to the very testicular realm,
Now all the more wary and curious my being itself makes.
Death.
She pounces upon me like a tigress in heat, and kisses me with perfect, almost too perfect teeth, kiss her back I, her hands off my coat aloud reject, my attire discarded all too quickly.
Let me be the blessed one who made love to you first, and bestow us upon the crux of curses.
Harder than rock solid I was, breasts perky hers I kiss, end up biting hard, and startled I am for a man gentle I thought I was.
See? I always knew your nature inherent, embrace it, let none be it’s abhorrence.
And we fuck. Like wild animals.
She sucks my dick like she means it, an agreement unsaid our eyes make and she gets atop, devouring me, draining my very sanity. My eyes shut themselves.
Death. She smiles.
Death. My wishes gratified.
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