“Please!” He cried, “If I attempt this, the weight of the universe will collapse in on my mind. I have been loyal– I have been true in your righteous taking! Please, your Majesty. Do not make me.” He sobbed.
The king bent down and leaned in towards the caster. He gently grabbed his chin, tears wet his cheek. The king smiled and stared right into the caster,
“Your effort and loyalty will be proven when you open this portal. If you do not, it will not be the universe that collapses your mind.”
The caster's eyes widened as he trembled.
About the Creator
J. Andres
Brooklyn | 26 | He/Him
"My teacher kissed me"
"My teacher kissed me" After making tea, He sat before me with a container of tea. My heart was beating and all my consideration was on his dhoti, through which I seemed to clearly feel her cock. Sir When your family is returning back. When Sir Hamza talked to me, I was befuddled as to what I ought to reply to him presently. When I came to your house for the first time, I thought I would meet your mother. I never met her. That's why I changed the subject. I didn't have any questions about what I was progressing to do at her house and what I was getting into. But I do not have sufficient strength to tell him my heart and how to keep my angle absent from Sir Hamza. My sentiments must have been caught on, but it was my figment. Instructor Hamza was getting to be bashful and what was in his heart, I was not mindful of it all. And presently I was pondering on the off chance that it was Sir Hamza since I never thought that Sir Hamza would do something like this to me. It was happening, I thought in my heart that Sir, I do not know what must be considered around me, what kind of pixie girl is this? Sir Hamza grasped me with both arms"Sir Hamza, what are you doing? I am embarrassed," said Sir Hamza
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