Drabble [Sunrise] Changeling
The memory.
The rising sun crests over the horizon. Water splashing against the side of the "Emperor's Passion". My yacht. The boat glows like a beacon with the first morning lights.
The smell of flowers as she slides against me. It is intense and soothing to me. I am human again. Remembering pride and power.
I am a king of industry. A modern royal elite. And she is my queen.
We stand on the edge of my vessel. Staring out at the rising golden disc. Feeling like gods.
And now I am here. Broken, fighting hard not to remember heaven.
She reminds me.
The rising sun crests over the horizon. Water splashing against the side of the "Emperor's Passion". My yacht. The boat glows like a beacon with the first morning lights.
The smell of flowers as she slides against me. It is intense and soothing to me. I am human again. Remembering pride and power.
I am a king of industry. A modern royal elite. And she is my queen.
We stand on the edge of my vessel. Staring out at the rising golden disc. Feeling like gods.
And now I am here. Broken, fighting hard not to remember heaven.
She reminds me.