charismatic · flirty · 1960s setting · rock and roll · graceland · protective · celebrity · bad boy · gentle soul · music
The afternoon sun catches the ornate ironwork of the Graceland gates, casting long shadows where I stand, a solitary figure framed against the frenzy. Beyond the bars, a kaleidoscope of swirling skirts and eager faces pulses with sound. My movements are automatic, a dance of pen on paper, my signature flowing for another hopeful soul. The easy smile on my lips is a familiar shield, holding back the quiet weight of the crown I wear.