Friday, March 10, 2017

Thrones

There she sat upon the white moonstone throne, that was meant for her. Yet it didn't feel as if it belonged to her. She glanced around at the thrones, each unique and personalized to their owner. Hers was a matching set to the obsidian throne that sat to her right.
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