writing The coming of the Prince

[Ferret Girl 2,642]

This is part one of a strange series. I am not entirely sure myself what it is about. However the idea to do this has been wieghing heavily on my mind, and so i will do it. Enjoy...

 

Now that there comes, way from up high, a son of a man, a man himself. A man made Prince in the land of Halmont. He comes with his tidings, formal and sweet, sweet as the honey that floods his lands. This is not my own to give judgement on a man such as this, a man who gives his own to others. But this may not be, for this man of supposed integrity and honey, is also of ash and tar. A bitter of friends when brought to test.

 

Here comes the man, a man of all men, he comes and rides through the streets. At midnight tonight, he comes to your home, there you will find that your mind is now his. You are a slave in the mind of that man, a man now named Prince.

 

Together you ride through the streets of Halmont, gathering more in the night. Here it shall start but here it shall not end, for the prince will ask a question, and world shall answer in blood.