The Lord and His Wicker Throne
Location
So much
Like a wicker chair
used with fondness
for it's reliability and appropriateness in its setting
ratters and tears under the use of what it was create to do
But, another question
My leige?
Just one more answer I beg from thine lips!
What happens tothee
when my wicker legs and stand
fall into shamble
to stalks of dry rot beneath your weight
Unlike you've come so accumstomed to?
Should I fail
Just to see you fall upon the cold stone beneath your feet you so love to ignore
In ignorance of the simplest things
You see nothing