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A New Civilisation

5 2021-11-19 04:02

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The princess jostles. One eye wearily peaked to the noise that disturbed her slumber. "Well, that depends" she said with a brief pause, "Where have I slept off to today?" With some resistance she found the force of her exhaustion shutting her eyes once again. The man confused, simply walked off, and when the princes woke she found herself bathed in cabbages; a store clerk yelling with some frustration for her to leave. When her eyes met with the store clerk, his callused dirty hands, salted beard, and leathered face, she knew instantly she had found the one. She blushed slightly, and ran off back to the castle, stumbling over one of the cabbages that fell from the pile. Yet another confused man set to work, the princess quickly put from his mind. When she returned to tell her mother of the good news she was promptly scolded and sent to her room, but she was used to this by now. As it was tonight so did the cycle repeat every night. You see the princess when she was twelve was cursed to everyday live out the worst day of her life, with only minor variation.

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