Sitting here, quivering in excitement. Waiting for the big day. I can barely breath. But I know my time will come. And I will get everything that I want.
When I am set free, I’ll be lovingly prepared for my journey and my power will grow.
I will be placed atop a vessel to carry me and I will be king. Smaller, weaker beings will cower before me. Some may even run, screaming, unable to handle the gruesomeness of my acts.
I will leave no survivors and take all the plunder that is thrust towards me just to get me to vacate the premises. And I will cackle in glee.
But for now, I will wait. I will continue to ruminate on my coming deeds as I wait for my plastic cell to be removed.
I will wait and dream of my domination of the world!