Bound To The Night Reaper
he commented as he took a step forward.
Shoving every single thought that was crossing my mind to the farthest place, and swallowing any comment that I could have made about his appearance, I cleared my thoughts.
"That's because that's exactly what is going to happen.
I'm going to read you a bedtime story,” I said confidently.
However, I realized how absurd that sounded as soon as I said it.
Can you believe it?
The Night Reaper, in his pajamas, having a bedtime story being read to him.
The universe would have had to gamble some of the ozone layer just for those words to even be placed in that order.
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