Gregoryi Tales: Choose

By Sam Lann

Incidental stories of the world of The Summer King portion of The Winter Queen and Summer King. Closing chapter to TWQaSK.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sam Lann
• Release date: Apr 10, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463853078

Sam Lann

This is my world. Come inside. Step right up. Step right up. Don't be shy, come inside. The children run and play.Their elders watch and stay. Wonders you will see, visions filled with trees, the castles of my dreams, filled with bloody screams. Come and play the children say, live a lifetime while you stay. Come and play the children say, all the monsters you can slay. So stay a while, make me smile, move a tile, build a file, take it easy, get sleepy, stay dreamy, get weepy. As my world is turning, the fires deep are burning, to fill your heart with yearning, for all the things you're learning. There's always another ship of fools to take you to a grand old school, to be the big boss's tool and his fat bastard's fool. But have fun, run in the sun, pull out a plum, slap a bum, tumble and run, have fun in the sun. And if you lose a day or moon, don't swoon, pick up your stools and shoes, there's a grownup world of fools waiting for needless broken tools. The sun and the moon and the stars, they're really not that far, they grow within your heart, to reach it use my art.

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Gregoryi Tales – Choose

By Sam Lann

Published by Sam Lann at Smashwords

Copyright 2019 Sam Lann

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She woke. That fucking eagle, shit. The windows were in night mode, the only daylight coming in from the open door. Guess we should get a door. Or something at least.

Whoa, baby boy was asleep. So open, so nude, so beautiful. He was on his back turned a bit to his left, left leg and arm bent, his right arm above his head. She watched his belly rise and fall, so slow. His scent strong and nice. With the tan just starting he looked like sculpted marble,