At first Henry is confident, he is certain he will win. His lover is looking distressed. Henry pulls up his fists before I pull out the most terrifying sword from my handbag. Henry looks amused, unaware I trained as a samurai since birth and was skilled enough to escape the academy from making me their slave.
I toss Henry the sword, even more amused he tells me not to challenge him.
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why crows burn
Fantasythis is what happens when 2 kids who read too much take a bit too far this was written by 2 people, me and my friend trinity, only the parts labeled Indigo are mine.
