A Bug to The King
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the titanic king roams his lands at unbelievable heights, ripping up the ground with each thunderous stomp. He doesn’t care either, often walking through farmlands or busy streets. This tiny gal thought she had the right idea, always taking the side roads or quiet nature trails.
Oh she was so wrong.
The terrifying distant booms became increasingly louder as she walked, slowly beginning to throw her off balance. She scanned left and right, praying she would spot the giant king strolling in the distance. But she saw nothing. the deafening THUMPs began to get violent…
And thats when she turned around. There, she saw the giants iron boots crashing into the countryside, decimating the white picket fences and crushing the snow into nothing. It was too late for her; his boots was too big for her to dart out in any direction and instead broke into a mad dash to beat his footfall. She glanced again, crying as the fresh blood under his boots glistened in the afternoon light. The boot came crashing down on her weak form, splattering her body into an unrecognizable mess. The king stomped off without a second thought.
This tiny lady thought she was safe, little did she knew her evil, giant king had a thing for stepping on tiny girls.
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Gosh this is too perfect
!!! All hail those sabatons!! 
