It's a Strange World, After All - A mythical role play

Do you think I should stop making such long stories?

  • Yep, just stop.

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  • No, I enjoy it.

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Lillia turned into a raven and flew into the library, landing beside a book somebody had left open. She really had begun to love reading over the past few days, it relieved her stress a little and was still productive because the more she knew, the more magic she could use.
 
Lillia turned into a raven and flew into the library, landing beside a book somebody had left open. She really had begun to love reading over the past few days, it relieved her stress a little and was still productive because the more she knew, the more magic she could use.

Rayko was looking for the queen to admit his failure and to put his fate into her hands. He'd checked the throne room and found it empty. The roses at her chambers ment she had not returned there. So that left only one other option, the Library. He knocked softly, as he looked to his feet humbly.
 
Rayko was looking for the queen to admit his failure and to put his fate into her hands. He'd checked the throne room and found it empty. The roses at her chambers ment she had not returned there. So that left only one other option, the Library. He knocked softly, as he looked to his feet humbly.
Lillia raised her head and shifted into a human so she could open the door.
She opened the library door and looked at Rayko as he stared at his feet.
"Hm? Rayko, what is it?" Lillia asked, hoping that there wasn't another attack or another death of somebody else.
 
Lillia raised her head and shifted into a human so she could open the door.
She opened the library door and looked at Rayko as he stared at his feet.
"Hm? Rayko, what is it?" Lillia asked, hoping that there wasn't another attack or another death of somebody else.

In one fluid motion, Rayko took a knee in front of his queen and confessed his heavy heart of his failure to save the king. He threw himself upon the mercy of her court and he held his breath, as he awaited her verdict of his guilt.
 

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