The Ploy Ends Successfully


Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?

I acted without thought, and It was not at full power; my death matters not.

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As it slithered, triggering Ferris's mesmeric command, I gripped the spear hidden within my coat.

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