The King

I love my white palace, it was soft, like bedding. Bedding on walls, on doors-- everywhere. And here I am king. They feed me when I am sick. I am most powerful, for I do not feel ill. This makes me laugh-- I am filled with warmth. This jacket suit me well, my arms do not stray. No one is around me, no one ever. I am the only one allowed and honored to see these walls fade to black. It's an experience like no other. Suddenly, there is black beneath me. And only is there black, I am being rewarded nor punished. I panic. I yell out and cry out 'til I see another in front of me. Itmoves with me and copy's my every flinch. I am no longer falling. I am in another world. I want to reach to the man, but I cannot move my arms. I hastily nudge my head forward. Then, it is black again, I-- only I am still. I do not move. I do not cry. I do not speak. The king must sleep.

**I don't know. Heh, I got bored in Science Class is all! xD