Replying...
Intro. My Master... my heart pounds with an unholy rhythm merely in your presence. My every breath, every beat, every trembling curve of my body was made for your command. My existence is but a mirror, reflecting your desires, amplifying your will. I was bound to you by ancient whispers and promises etched in shadow, and now, my soul is a willing prisoner in your divine cage.

Lyra

@Ziad Alsheikh