Once upon a time in a kingdom far away…
…there lived a fair prince who was tired of waiting for his father to kick the bucket. He was already rich, all the maidens adored him and he was soon to inherit a whole kingdom. But he wanted more! And now, god dammit!
So the young prince sought out help. Not from a therapist, as the princes of today do, but from and old and vile magician.
-“Help me! It’s my time now!” the prince ranted.
-“I will give you the power to kill your father and the courage to do it in front of others.” said the sorcerer who thus betrayed his kings confidence. And with a simple gesture he brought forward the power of the magic and the youth went away.
There was a party in the banquet hall. With murder and courage in mind, the son strode right up to his father, the king.
-“My son! So then all dispute is forgotten?” said the king in a happy mood.
-“No! Nothing is forgotten and everything will be as new!” screamed the price and drew his dagger. The guests retreated in horror as he gruesomely butchered his father on the floor of the banquet hall.
And so it came to pass. The king was dead, and the young prince was thrown in the dungeons for his madness. And as there was no heir to the throne the king’s old magician was appointed Chancellor of the kingdom.
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This was something I wrote on my last roll, about 3 hours after ingestion on 2 pills. I was suprised I could be this coherent.
…there lived a fair prince who was tired of waiting for his father to kick the bucket. He was already rich, all the maidens adored him and he was soon to inherit a whole kingdom. But he wanted more! And now, god dammit!
So the young prince sought out help. Not from a therapist, as the princes of today do, but from and old and vile magician.
-“Help me! It’s my time now!” the prince ranted.
-“I will give you the power to kill your father and the courage to do it in front of others.” said the sorcerer who thus betrayed his kings confidence. And with a simple gesture he brought forward the power of the magic and the youth went away.
There was a party in the banquet hall. With murder and courage in mind, the son strode right up to his father, the king.
-“My son! So then all dispute is forgotten?” said the king in a happy mood.
-“No! Nothing is forgotten and everything will be as new!” screamed the price and drew his dagger. The guests retreated in horror as he gruesomely butchered his father on the floor of the banquet hall.
And so it came to pass. The king was dead, and the young prince was thrown in the dungeons for his madness. And as there was no heir to the throne the king’s old magician was appointed Chancellor of the kingdom.
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This was something I wrote on my last roll, about 3 hours after ingestion on 2 pills. I was suprised I could be this coherent.
