The Silver Spear

I was impaled through the head by a cold silver spear, denied even the right to scream. It dragged me relentlessly, plunging me down into a blinding white sea, only to violently yank me out again, gasping in the open air. With every vicious dive, my slender, golden body was dismembered, pieces of me left behind, trapped forever beneath the suffocating white expanse. The dizzying torture continued until my physical form was nearly obliterated, reduced to a mere sliver. Just as my consciousness began to fade, I felt the silver spear finally detach from my mangled corpse. My butchered remains had perfectly filled the empty eye socket of the sovereign.