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Our revolution like all others had no beginning. Just a start. The balloon of hatred towards our French aristocrats and their “Ancien Régime” was inflating before anyone can remember.
The nobles walk around the king's court, like vultures gathering around the diseased carcass of some long dead animal.
#colourchallenge #icyblue The emperor glides through the steers, His cloak, a midnight blue, But, when moonlight falls upon it, It fades to a lighter hue.
Long live the king,. (Yeah, right, that man's a f***ing a**,). I'll hail him until the end,. (If he possessed an inch of class.). I'll throw my hands up in the air,.
In a Kingdom so well built and fair, The streets filled and the dungeons bare. Were the houses were made from the finest stone, By hardy people, sweat, blood and bone.
The Three days of Magic. Magic in the Kingdom of Rikom was outlawed, that is every day except for three. The Festival of Everlight, which takes place every four years.
The princess woke this morning With the first rays of light She couldn't put her finger on it But something weren't quite right Princess had a feeling Something had been re-arranged But she couldn't...
She will always be the queen, truer. She's a true royal, and she's no Meryl Streep. She will always be your true ruler. You can tell by the company she keeps. A true king stands by her side, truly.
Here I sit Thorny crown on my brow The coldness of the throne The emptiness of the hall Friendless Spouseless No love for me Only sticks and stones Thrown at me from all angles People...
Flashing of scarlet, As the buses glide by. People milling in colourful clothes, And on the lustrous grass they lie. Red, blue and white, The object of our rants.
Congratulations, Your Majesty, on 60 incredible years on the throne.
So cold and so alone, Perched upon my throne. No one to relate to now, Nobody to tell me how. The crowned king of nowhere, And my people do not care. Though on my throne I sit, I'm ruling over shit.
At what point would you stand up and take control. Soon to be king you look upon your people. The country no longer as great as it once was. Laws are archaic and recession bites hard.
"All human things are subject to decay, and when fate summons, monarchs must obey" - John Dryden He twists and squirms to turn the truth around, an empty vessel making...
I had seen enough of Europe even at 17 to know that its playgrounds were filled with ex-kings, some of whom lost their thrones because they did not understand the duties of a monarch.