A Work In Progress“I want to fight too father.” I complainedA Work In Progress
“No my son, this creature is pure evil, you are not fit to fight against such evil, plus you are far too young, also if something should happen to me I will need you to take my place as king…..”
“And just what am I supposed to rule father the grass and the trees? Father there is going to be casualties in this battle please let me help father.”
The King sighed heavily “Very well son you can fight.”
“ALL RIGHT!!!” I exclaimed “I won’t let you down father.”
“But y
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Callin' you an angel, callin' you the nicest things
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