In the quiet chamber, I'm tethered to dreams. The room echoes with rhythmic breaths, a reminder of our entwined existence. Shadows dance, casting glimpses of memories long buried. As my master rests, I ponder the curious bond that binds me to this reversed fate. The stillness holds the promise of revelation, and I linger in anticipation. Sitting alone at a desk I ponder many things like how I allow myself to fall into such a degrading submission..