#knightposts

It is my duty, as I understand, to make sure not a single thing happens to you that they don’t want happening to their precious heir.

Of course I’m going to wince when even those whom I do owe everything in life to, speak at you with an overbearing volume.

I grit my teeth when you are in the courtyard practicing as you’ve been bade to do. When a kinsman or someone of less note goes a little too hard.

My skin begins to boil, and my heart feels as if it bleeds when not a scratch is seen upon my mortal flesh. This armor is overbearing. Constricting like a python around the heart which does bear you so much, and would bear you even more if I could.

I think far too oft’ what I would do if I could punish all those who touched you when I had to bar even the faintest of grazes against your porcelain frame. Even the thought of you sends me into a place to which I cannot speak in anything less than commands to that of the royal personage. Truly what monster am I?

I see those of injustice and I know so clearly how I would punish them for hurting my ward, my protectee, my love…

I am your knight. And I am yours to command. And in turn you are mine to control. You are mine to press my hands too firmly on your shattering porcelain skin. You are mine to be rough with. You are mine to use. You are mine to bear with all that I should have in mind for you. You are mine.

Sending a virtual hug for everyone who needs it today ❤

Alan is gone, but not forgotten. He unites people around the globe. He inspires to create more art in all the forms, drawing, writing, editing, etc. He makes us think, feel, reflex, to know and understand ourselves better.

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