Worship
By: Euro
I worshiped her. I still do.
She is the light in the darkness, just as I am the darkness clinging stubbornly to the edges of her shining brilliance.
She defeated me. I held my heart out to her, an offering made in sincerity, and she swatted it away with a look and a sentence.
I am alone now, here at the center of my Labyrinth. Even after she weakened and destroyed my Kingdom; I, a king without subjects to rule, sit on my throne and try to remember how it felt to hold her in my arms as we danced.
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