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unofficialak · 1 year
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My Play
The screams of soldiers echoed through the halls of the castle, one by one. All the pest of the House Alden, who swore loyalty to them, were now no more.
The Duke should have never put his nose where it does not belong. The long, empty halls of the castle were decorated with the lifeless bodies of servant and Knights.
Their blood painted on the walls and the floors, as their song play for the everyone to hear. To let them know that they will be singing the same song and dancing the same dance.
That no matter what they do, to escape, to fight, it will only play out how I envisioned. The play will continue till all are on the floor, tired, with their eyes closed.
No matter what role you play, be it a tree or a Hero, it will end the same way. Killed and burned, let everyone see the shame of the House.
"Oh! How Sad!" The people will say, out loud or to themselves, feeling pity, sad or happy, or mare maybe a bit of everything, who know.
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