witch son

The festival ended last night. I was too tired to do anything. I was in my soft silk bed in my sleeping robes. I never wanted to leave my bed it felt so comfy and soft that I couldn't leave, I was laying there and then someone knocked my door, no one was there in the room to get the door for me and I was so lazy that I didn't want to move an inch and walk all the way to open the door and let the person enter. And slam the door banged opened.

Enormous amount of light flashed and a manly figure stood there, he looked amazing his body was beautiful  and I felt as it was made of precious jewels.

"Who's there?" I asked with a blunt look on my face.

And the manly voice replied, "It's me, doom"

The reply was weird I felt a creepy vibes coming from and then he stepped forward on the beautiful carpet and his rough and tough face came into light, he was someone I met before and was about to meet soon, he was killian.