The King of Wands
The pound of her hooves hitting the damp floor covered in white pebbles during her heavy walk echoed like the sound of an unsettling thunder storm.
Her imposing presence was reinforced by the ease in with which the shadow of her silhouette swallowed my entire body. She growled lowly as she crouched down on her knees with all the superiority that a King possessed, then demanded that I came closer to say my name. My legs gave out, her assertive tone filled with anger. Challenging her authority or her irritable temper would lead me to death right then if I dared to disrespect her. That's why I obeyed, standing up and revealing not only my name but my entire form... She smiled.
The first time I listened her whispering my name between her fangs, her voluptuous lips slowly uttering syllable by syllable, I felt my legs tremble. It was terrifyingly kind. No, no... Actually it sounded luxuriously intoxicating.
She stood up and extended her arm towards me and before I could comprehend the magnitude of what was occurring, she repeated my name. Chills went down my spine as my conviction wavered, in that moment her voice was the only sound that made sense, so I didn’t hesitate to grab it with a certainty that didn't fit my weakness.
Maybe it was the convenience at the time, or perhaps her eccentricity. Nowadays I can't say for sure how her tormented and proud behavior have brought us here.
However, I know that I am sickly in love with every part of her futile and generous personality and I will continue to be until there is nothing left for her extravagant aura to consume.
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