Long Live The King

Date: 4/22/2016

The dream started off in a grand palace full of food and fancy decoration. The king was a younger man who was entirely too full of himself, and constantly threw exquisite balls for people to attend so he could show off his vast amounts of wealth. It was after one such ball ended that the King's advisor came to him and informed him that there was trouble brewing with the local kingdoms and it would affect him. The King brushed this off and went to his private chambers to relax by a fire. Something went wrong with the King though, he became a hermit that rarely left the room. He stayed there until the advisor finally broke into his room and found him there, malnourished and practically starving. By this time, the trouble with the other kingdoms had spread over to the King's land. It was the Inclement, and with it came perpetually dark skies, rain, hail, and monsters. The King's advisor found him sitting in his chair before an empty fireplace, with a plate of rotting, half-eaten meat on his table. Maggots were everywhere and spilling into the other food, even the food still good to eat. The advisor brought some cake to the King's mouth and tried to get him to eat it, but the King wouldn't eat. His skin was stretched over his bones like old parchment, and some of his teeth had began falling out and his gums bled. The advisor was worried about the King, and suddenly zombies burst into the room. The advisor told the king to flee, that he would defeat the zombies, but the King didn't move. The zombies didn't pay any attention to the advisor and went straight for the King, devouring him.