Revenge of smiles
Midnight...is approaching, as the jesters are doing right by their king and queen. The servents laugh and applause lead by fear of losing there head's from there bodies. The horses reaching, moving faster and harder away from what was once the most beautiful horrific castle in all the kingdom. Smiles that once were for other's now set on the faces of two brothers whom were born in that horrific once beautiful kingdom that is now no more.
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