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I could be a butterfly Social and full of grace But snuggling in this box Is really quite my pace I could sing mellifluous As pleasing as a lark But I can’t find the tune It sounds more like a bark I could be a great poet Following every rule But that is so mundane It borders on the cruel I could write a fantasy And put it in a book But then I must compose A story with a hook I could roa...
King Dewar of Korragar slammed his fists down on his desk and bellowed. "Ye will heed my command!" His insides were filled with rage, but not for the reasons he now led the Princess of Korragar to believe. No. He felt like a failure, so the frustration was there and real and easy enough to draw into a red ball of fury. It was the bleak realization that he was powerless against ...