There are no guns in my world; war is fought with grit and skill and blades. There is no sun, but there is daylight, and there are no stars, but there are glimmers above that give even the most pathetic wretch hope for salvation. My world is encased in stone and iron but so vast that it is virtually limitless. My world is run by a vicious man who
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...and thanks for saying so :-)
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this was a nice entry, kayla, well played.
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Oh, and disclaimer: 'My King' does not do a jig OR have a funny moustache :)
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Dookie! Hahahaha
I texted you. W00t.
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