The old retired king sat on his porch to sip his tea, the battle may have taken his wings, but he did survive. He took the loss with dignity and gave his crown to Nameroc, the new king. Although he was retired, his bats still spoke to him, thankfully. He was worried that his bats would hate him after his loss, and was surprised when they didn't. The king watched the sun rise over the horizon. He thought about what his bats may be doing in the cave, seeing as he'd moved away to a house on a hill. The king was humble, and now that he was free of his sickness, he was kinder and softer. He was free.
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fics/oneshots for a bat kingdom
Fantasy'bat kingdom' is a group of friends that have been growing on discord, it's basically a big roleplay. I'm writing random things for it. this isn't for you, it's for the group. Also the bats are anthropomorphic.
