his kingdom, where angels and goblins coexisted

his kingdom, where he had a seamstress with tight curls and bright eyes

his kingdom, where he owned a sceptre made of barbed thorns and white carnations

his kingdom, where those stars that lost their luminosity aeons ago had a home to return to

his beautiful kingdom had been bombed

A nuclear chain reaction of disastrous emotions

Each bombarded his heart with missiles of pain.

But he knew he deserved it.

He sinned. And when the king sins, his kingdom suffers.