King without kingdom
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MatureOngoing7m
Last published Sun, Jun 25, 2017
Moja ziemia. Mój lud. Moi sprzymierzeńcy. Moi wrogowie. Upragniona korona.
Wszystko przepadło...
Przegrałem.
Uznany za zmarłego, spełniłem swój zasrany obowiązek. Pierwszy raz w swoim nędznym życiu gotów na śmierć, czekałem na nią wręcz z utęsknieniem, lecz kiedy już wyciągała ku mnie swoje szpony...
Nawet po najlepszym trunku z zasobów starszyzny Azgedy tak łeb mi nie pękał. Ciągłe wymioty i ten paskudnie irytujący głos. Każda komórka mojej skóry zawodziła, błagając by mnie dobić. Bo wiadomo, kąpiel w kwasie nie jest dobra dla wrażliwej cery.
Cholerne konklawe. Cholerny głos. Cholerna tchórzliwa natblida.
Cholerna praimfaya.
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