here we go. The first bombs of the war. Those pixies are also really bad bombers. I think some bombs hit the goblin's borders. There has been meetings about the war. There was a vote, and of course, the elves will declare war tomorrow.
I heard that the goblins will also have a vote.
I never wanted a war. Wars are stupid.
My stepdad voted no wars, so did my mum. If I could vote, I would vote no wars.
I really hope none of my friends are injured.
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The Woodland War
FantasyA bootifool story that i wrote when i was nine years old. it follows sum fantasy kids through war, love, bitchiness, creepiness and of course... sprite boi
