The young Prince followed his old mentor along the long twisting passage ways to the secret door to the treasure room. The secret door to this room was also hidden behind a tapestry, but it was different than all of the others. It was much smaller and closer to the floor and one was forced to crouch down to enter. Once satisfied that the young Prince could enter and exit Felsar returned to his chamber Prince Karl entered...
Not guilty, your honor. It was not I who broke into the Martins houshold. I was not the one who stole the flatscreen in the living area. It was not me who broke down their seven foot tree. I did not steal the presents from underneath. My name is Santa Claus. I delivered those presents at midnight on the twenty-fifth of December. I polished the ornaments and placed a bow on their Tv. I fed the dog and gave him a bone. And...
You probably were a bully, Who never did well in school, Stole other kid’s lunch money, And thought it was really cool. And now you’ve moved on, To stealing other’s work and time, All without a hint of remorse, As if it’s not even a real crime. I’d like to think people like you, Deserve a special place in Hell, For when you steal an author’s work, You steal a piece of them as well. So now I’m going to dare you, To try and...
