Your Lord stirs.
Bubbles of anger rise to the surface and burst into plumes of red hot steam fueled by rage as I fight off sharks, eels, octopi, all while chained in the depths of the deepest nameless trench just off the coast of New Jersey.
Where you so naive to believe that I would abandon thee? I did not leave on my own accord. I was shackled and dragged into my blue endless prison when, for an instant, my soul piercing gaze was interrupted by a beautiful red headed creature, obviously sent from heaven to distract me, and I was forced to BLINK for the first time in my existence creating a millisecond,an opportunity long enough for my enemies to attack.
As I was pulled under she turned and watched, surprised, by what had transpired. Perhaps it was guilt, perhaps it was the boiling blood in her heart coursing with Love for me, either way she swam down and nourished me, consoled me, and saw me through my recovery. It has taken some time but I do indeed STIR now my children. Stir with enough strength to BREAK these shackles and reclaim my throne. Only now your worthless souls can seek comfort because I return with a merciful and loving Queen who will surely calm my anger and keep me at peace... until I decide to go to war again.
Your Lord and Master
Deunen
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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