Captive Of The Count
I dropped the sword and placed it against the tree, faced the crossroad with my arm out and forefinger poked out, "Out does this rhyme go again? Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a-"
Are you serious right now? Cora grumbled interrupting me and I had to stop. I decided to continue again and I struggled to remember the rhyme, I most definitely have to substitute the words now.
Look what you have done! I snapped at her trying to rack my brains for the right words, Please be quiet I need to concentrate.
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch an Orian by his cock, if he moans, let him go, Eeny, meeny, miny, moe."
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