I have a pet dog, I consider him the guard dog along with my dragon. Okay they're not exactly MY pets but you know. They might as well be since they help keep control of my realm.
I have, NO flaws!
You could say, I'm flawless.
I'm very.. what you could say cocky. But eh, I don't think it effects me, right? RIGHT?
Maybe this is why I have no friends. I have one enemy and they are my betraying father and owden himself. Long story short, aparently I'm not the best sight to see and my own father along with mother didn't want me. So owden damned me down here into my own realm. But I mean, because of that I don't go out much. Not like I have a option but I do have my army. They're very uh... they're a bit of a cold crowd. Nice people I bet, at least when they were alive but uh. All that warmth and kindness leaves as soon as death sets in. Then they lose their skin and well, I'm not criticizing them but they become not very talkative after that. Not that I'm any better. But at least, I try striking up a conversation once and a great while. But they stay silent. Talk about a tough crowd. They act like I'm the dictator of this land or something. Oh wait..
I know your self assurance will be your downfall eventually. But, you do not seem to try and cause any trouble. That would make you smart. So, how long has it been since you've seen sunlight?
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DeleteIt has felt like forever since I have seen that big ball of fire, there isn't warmth and comfort down here for the death. Only their icy souls wonder, it is as cold down here as the touch of death itself can be. But thank you for that complement, I suppose, I am very smart aren't I?
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