My Ranting Place

Unlucky

Theme: While some people can make a full synchronised story while lying, others just cannot - even if their lives depend on it
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I was panicking inside the stolen armour as I realized that where the line I had joined in disguise was headed towards the throne room.
After exhaling heavily, I heard the sound of the gigantic door opening. I gulped and strode forward with the line into the throne room.
The soldier at the front of the line saluted and started to give a brief report of the area he had patrolled and I knew at that very point that I was completely and utterly doomed.
Why? – you may ask.
Because I couldn’t, for the love of God, lie.
Even if today, it was to be done in order to save my trivial and frail existence.
Just after this thought, my demise became more vivid as the soldier before me completed his report.
Then came my turn and this is how it went: “There was no one suspicious in my designated area of patrol.”
“Are you an idiot, boy? Is this how you report to the king”, one of the retinues asked in rage.
“Oh, I am so very sorry, I thought I had impersonated everything to perfection. I will try better nex-".
I stopped blabbering as I realized that the rest of the soldiers were now surrounding me with all their spears aimed at me.
“Well, shit".
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