Portals To Another World

Maeve, queen of your castle

    "Your fire looks awfully bright. Your jewels shine awfully bright. Your line is awfully pretty.
    But trust me, I'm a sister, I'm a friend. Trust my eyes are kind, trust my smile is not pretend.
    Your throne looks awfully small for you, and your child's afraid of spiders. Your child's afraid of ghouls. I'll whisper in your ear, smile like a serpent, and weave my artful webs and set the foundations.
    You'll trust your friend, or you'll be begging, you'll be screaming, you'll be grieving awfully loud if you don't bow to my rule.
    I'm the queen of your castle now. So kiss the ring, bend the knee, bow down."
   
    Her voice is like shattered glass. It seeps through the wooden door, and to his ear pressed against it. She sings as she spins around the room. The ribbons hung from the ceiling catch his eye, the colours all the castles flag, a feast tomorrow waters many mouths. But the party will not distract him. Cold ice to protect his mind, he burst into the room. Slow motion to your eye. Dark black claws sink into his mind as she twists around, he contorts in pain, writhing in the frosty air.
    "I'm the queen of your castle now. So kiss the ring, bend the knee, bow down."
    Her voice accompanied by the music box where she keeps her soul trapped. She sends spiders crawling over him, their hairy legs brushing against the back of his throat as they scuttle down. She skips around him, shadows makes her skirt seem alive.
    "I'm the queen of your castle now."
    An outstretched hand to him as he silently chokes.
    "So kiss the ring, bend the knee and bow down."
    She grabs his hair and smashes his face down onto the floor with a pythons speed. Smiling as his nose crunches.
    "I'm the queen of your castle now."