The room is quiet, save for the steady rhythm of my breath. ..
Added 2025-01-15 21:56:10 +0000 UTCThe room is quiet, save for the steady rhythm of my breath. The posture low, eyes fixed upward in silent reverence. There’s a palpable tension in the air – a mixture of submission and anticipation, as though you are waiting for a command or simply basking in the weight of my presence. I observe them, the dynamics clear: power and humility in perfect balance – I love it.
