Waking ...
My eyes fluttered open and I smiled to myself. Why wouldn't I be happy? I had basked in the presence of my queen all night. She loved me unconditionally inside and out. Her touch sent my soul soaring out into the night skies. Her scent made me feel at home. Her entire being brought me into a state of unadulterated bliss. Oh, how I wished it would
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An old world I never really took stock in generated my interest when I heard that a "Queen" of (the) "White" reigned for a time, until a resistance come about, but the only real cause was the two leaders of the nearly incomprehensible 'resistance' wanted control over this world. The ... hrm, child, or underling, whomever she was, was later taken after the Queen herself was annihilated somehow. I feel vindictive in saying, perhaps I should have taken a more direct approach to this issue, and actually come to the aid of the defenders, perhaps even getting the Queen out in time.
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