𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 !
to look at the wreckage left behind in his home , nikolai felt something unholy shudder inside of him. it was of a melancholy nostalgia, with the hairs on his arms raising the longer he thought about all that had been sacrificed in the pursuit of vainglorious pride.
in the next movement , the king felt his heart cascade down like the first leaf of autumn─and so terribly , terribly , alone. nikolai dared not even give his fears a name , or thought. he knew there was something roaring to claw its way to the surface , but to name it would be to give 𝐈𝐓 power.
then came a warmth , even if the sun had long set ── prevalent in the presence of H E R. just like the sun , she was able to shine at the shadows , to usher them away with so much a gaze: Nikolai envied that. consequently , he began to wonder if he seeing himself as small was a sign of something being terribly wrong and ill with him . . . but he wouldn’t entertain that possibility. ❝ AND SO , the lady of the hour makes her appearance , at long last ! I was beginning to think you had stood me up , you know. ❞
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