wakeing.

slightly scummy musk hangs over your breath as you take
the first of the day.

the chill and holy rays of sun peak through your diamond covered window.


familiar but foreign feelings of class and aristocracy overwhelm your senses as you begin to catch yourself..

stretching and bending your body within the confines of your still warm sheets.




that savage hunger that has compounded on top of already insatiable thirst catch your throat and you hurry down to the cozy hardwood floored kitchen to begin your business.