Sunny Times “This is ludicrous!”Sunny Times by SighingMoon
Duke Willie hid, trembling, in a corner of the room, as various things went flying around him. His mistress was in a rage, her face flushed and hair a mess as she flew around the room. It seemed no piece of furniture had been left unturned, no piece of clothing or luggage left untouched as the ‘Sunny Storm’ touched down. Even his precious treats had been destroyed in the process.
“Out of money? Out of MONEY!? Me! That’s impossible!” She roared, silvery hair swerving and looking like steel in the afternoon light. “How DARE they!”
A merry little girl came to play underneath a moonlit sky, as she was oft to do. She reminisced about the passing of the day and brought forth a notebook, seemingly from thin air. As she perused the pages and reflected, she realized that few of the plans held within had ever come to pass. Suddenly struck, the once merry girl ripped the pages out until nothing but empty lines remained and, with a ferocity not found within the now discarded words, took up her pen to begin anew. "It is time for a new story," she breathed as black ink bled into white paper. "It is time to dream again."
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