Unless my eyes are deceiving me, I see the metal beast you replaced your horse with, resting on top of what was meant to be my supper - I demand explanation!
Yes, my lord.
(ehh, a bit of Black Butler inspiration)
• previously ChildOfNowhere - they/them - literary fantasy with a fairytale flavour
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly
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