"General, sir! We have started the research on the stones and we would like to seek permission to test them out."
"On who?"
"We have designed a scheme where interested people can try out the guns."
"Guns?"
"Yes, guns. We have harnessed the power of the stones and used them to make guns, where the guns can have an effect on a human if he or she is shot with the gun. However, the guns have a 90% accuracy only."
"I see. Interesting idea, though the accuracy is a concern."
"Would you like to try the gun out?"
"No, thank you."
"Alright then. So, do we have the permission?"
"Give me a report and I'll consider it."
"Alright sir, yes, sir."
"Alright, Lieutenant. You are hereby dismissed."
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Melancholia
FantasyThere was once a town called Melancholia, where weird things often happened. The spirits there, are not necessarily good, not necessarily bad. The skies there were most often blue, but sometimes light shows occurred. Clouds came in all shapes, sizes...
