“For my heart is ready to take the next step”, he said, freeing the bird when the crowd was at their ripest

The multitude, catapulting their hands into the air, went into frenzy; white roses were sprinkled upon the eternally long violet carpet

The wolves and the damsels made their deceitful wishes known amid the joyous atmosphere

For in a grand untouchable throne he seemed to have stood, and confident he suddenly grew

His achievement of pinning down vulnerability and caressing it…

 And as a crown of air was eased upon his head, he abandoned his throne to scout the nearby territory

Observant, he grinned and an idiotic face emerged, so idiotic in fact, that he deserved to have a precious body part taken from him in a brutal manner right there and then

For the territory was quite enchanting and holy

 Distinctively imperfect it was, and ever increasing his appetite became

The idea of invasion had already paid rent in his mind for ages,

Come here- his hands signaled to one of his guards; mouth in ear, brief words…

The guard took a moment to analyze the said words, smiled out of courtesy, and returned a look

A mocking facial expression was evident, just as he was to provide some kind of retort

Carefully giving it some more thought, he instead turned and walked away.

Trailing the guard, the crowd then walked away as well, when they finally inferred the mute words that were kept from them…

The bird was nowhere in sight either.