A Flash of Gold

My arms were locked high overhead in the dead quiet of the night. Then, a sharp surge rolled through my knuckles. My fingers flexed. I brought one hand down with deliberate force and touched the cool, molded surface of the gold belt strapped tight around my waist. The solid metal sheen clicked softly against my grip. Nobody moved behind the ropes, but I felt the electric pulse of a champion. I slowly lowered my arms just enough to tap the gold plate once more, claiming the spotlight right where I stood. #DiamondDallasPage(WWE)