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Though you may not notice, I wrote something.. For your own good, read it.. if not... don't read.. if you want to, just read it.. even if you feel reluctant to do it, just read... even if you feel like it's a waste of time, just read.. even if you don't want to read, read it.. I insist, read it.. what will you gain, you will just have to read it to find out.. if your lost on what I had suggested earlier, it is of great importance that you read it.. if you do not know what "it" is, than continue reading it.. and while your reading it, if you are still reading this, then I have just wasted your time reading something pointless to begin with... but it shows that you are a dedicated reader (maybe) and I compliment you on that.. as a reward..
WELCOME TO MY STORY!!!
...and enjoy...
....and to be clear, when i say my story, i meant by these works of fiction written by me.
p.s.
Comment it anyway you want, whether its a rant or a suggestion, I will read them and keep it in mind.. but mind you, I may not be around for it to happen so.... yeah... thanks...
WELCOME TO MY STORY!!!
...and enjoy...
....and to be clear, when i say my story, i meant by these works of fiction written by me.
p.s.
Comment it anyway you want, whether its a rant or a suggestion, I will read them and keep it in mind.. but mind you, I may not be around for it to happen so.... yeah... thanks...
Monday, August 20, 2012
Fairly Odd Story - Doug the Sweeper
The Ceremony began. Everyone in the kingdom crowded at the palace for the coronation of King Orpheus Artemus Castor, eldest son to the late King Odin, who passed away recently in his sleep. Orpheus' younger brothers stood beside him. On the left, the ever elegant Duke Oberon Sith Castor of Le Royaume and his wife Titania, who smiled proudly at his older brother. On the right, the young Prince Orthrus Chernobog Castor, who’s never-changing glare remains, even in front of his two dear brothers. The three brothers, finally seen together since the wake of the late king, was a sight as rare Prince Orthrus’ smile. And the ceremony itself was so perfect; it’s as if nothing can go wrong. And nothing will. For there, deep beneath the city hall, in the sewers of the kingdom, the young Sweeper exterminates those that dare cause distraught and pandemonium to the kingdom. Bodies of a rebellion corps laid there. All killed, but the blood still fresh. Standing among the trails of corpse is the keeper of peace to the kingdom of Talia, although he himself wouldn’t call it keeping the peace; more on the lines of taking out the undesirables that distraught this kingdom’s routine. His name is Doug Connors, and he is a Sweeper.
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