empty

[master of the puppets]

*walks into throne room*
"hello?" i yelledhello?hello?hello?hello?the echos answered
i looked around and whispered to myself "wheres the throne?" every inch of the giant room was blank and empty. spotting a little something a few meters away i jogged over and picked it up. some account of a brutii campaign by nyvern, i quickly lost intrest and dropped the dusty parchment to the floor and walked back twards the door. pulling it open i looked back for a moment at the large room and said to myself, what a waste of space. then walked out and back into the comforting darkness of the mead hall. telling the few clustered there that there was nothin of true intrest and so they buried themselves back into there stories and forgot about what may have been in the throne room.

self explanitory

[Csargo]

nice story, I liked it.

[master of the puppets]

well it was my first time in the throne room and it was so dispairingly empty...well it livens it up a bit.