King Leo's Shop of Broomsticks
Tidy, Colossal Creatures
“He looks an absolute fool,” Lorraine muttered as she watched the newly crowned King flutter about the room in a long flannel overcoat that barely covered the tops of his bony knees.
“This is flying my dear,” Leo replied rather nonchalantly as he dove closer and closer to the Queen with each passing swoop of his long-handled-broom grazing the sharp points of her crown.
“Well it’s quite annoying whatever it is. You'd think the world was ending with how the court shrieks, carrying on about your stupid flying contraption…”
“It’s magic,” Leo beamed, marveling the latest release from Wild-Wizardry Emporium.
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K.H. Obergfoll
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''60 seconds on the clock... Good luck.'' Well, he had to say it, didn't he? ''Good luck...'' If there was one thing that Gordon Roach did not want to hear with all the lights on him and that sing-song music playing all around them, it was that phrase. Why couldn't there be something else you said to someone in a moment like this; maybe ''Break a leg'' was a little too old?
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Terrific!!! Loved it!!!💖💖💕