A Kingdom Overcome

Two masks alike one dark and one bright, one jester laughs with all his might, the other cries with pain and sorrow, as a raven curses at tomorrow

The king of night, the king of light, a battle lost. A kingdom overcome, left with no other choice but to succumb.

Though overnight did tragedy strike, one little girl who better knew right, she cast a spell upon the land, to bring supplement for all hearts to mend. The alms she brought to all the king's men, to the poor, the stock and even the hen. These did wonders for the land overcome, by the evil, putrid and nasty *** scum.

Though darkness seemed superior, and the girl inferior the light shone through. The kingdom replenished, Finally the sun shone. The King of Light went back to his throne.





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