A sovereign robed monstrosity visits me in my slumber. It ululates no tone
yet, smiles with sharpened hunger.
He gestures departure, cautiously, I follow suit.
Ushered through to a realm where impossibilities are valid; the quiet creature notions this can be my waking keepsake but not without unfaltering consequence.
I must sign abomination's abhorrent contract rendering my soul in servitude.
What a tantalizing disposition, I've found myself in accordance towards this beast's bargain.
When in obstinacy, I could not lust for such unearthly treasures rather than for the acceptance of her pulsating organ.
Her doom, I hunger.