"..." I start to wake up feeling my body slightly sore, and as my eyes open and my tail drags softly across the bed sheets, I see Esther's face. She's lying on top of me completely naked, her soft breasts touching mine while she stares at me.
"...Feeling better? You were so tired before. The coronation must have been really exhausting since you slept like a rock."
'Lying...' It's almost comical watching her lie like this. She knows, I know, and still neither of us says a thing. I'm not overwhelmed just because of the coronation. All those emotions were indeed heavy on my mind.
But Esther alone weighs more than that. I look around, seeing a black goo dripping down the walls, the furniture, everything around us. It's Esther's love. It reminds me of tar.
An extremely viscous black goo that stains everything. The black hue darkens the entire room, making it hard for me to distinguish the true shape of things. I'd like to say Kali is better.
