Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170202122413

Cyndwella continues. "O my husband, my King, I miss you. I long to feel your arms wrapped around me so, long to feel you deep inside me, long to feel your power with my helplessness.  I wish there were a way I could please you, o my husband..."

An open book on a nearby table flips its page as the darkness slowly creeps across it. Its words twist to something sinister, becoming vile secrets not meant for living eyes.

"I love you, my King, and I long for you. I ache for your embrace, to feel your power coursing through me..."

The darkess recesses behind Cyndwella move as if alive. A huge shape, almost formless, moves close to her, its shadow slowly reaching around her.

It wraps itself around her front and slowly pulls the top of her bodice down and squeezes her. Her eyes closed, she tilts her head back and gasps.

"M-my lord, reach across the veil and take me as you see fit..."