"Can we hurry on with this? I do have rather pressing matters to attend to."
"Yes, m'lord, but..."
"Don't "but" me. I've been putting up with this nonsense since I was a boy. I'm divine by birth, not by your foolish rites. Now hurry. I must prepare for tomorrow - when I begin to set things right."
Dark, gloom
Starless sky
Black as the soul
You try to hide.
