I walk through the halls, avoiding now-wandering guards. I hear Freedom sneaking around behind me, slipping past guards.
"I hear that there's a group of students who didn't get turned into a statue. I hear there's a group of people checking every dorm looking for them." One says, and I start going quicker.
As I walk, the key gets snagged on a doorknob of a passing dorm, and I quickly become visible.
"Hey, kid! Where are you going?"
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Academy Of The Royals (Draft version)
FantasyThis is really old and not really worth reading, it's very poorly written In a world made up of only kingdoms how do people have any freedom? Well some would say they don't, that's how that uprisings started. But what happens when rebels invade the...
