Sunday, July 29, 2018

The Orc King

We used to be elves, said the orc king, upon his throne of skulls.

Nothing like nasty old orcs, are they? ‘Course elves are nice, it’s easy for them.

The beautiful child who is loved and praised grows up believing men are good; the ugly child shunned and hated knows they are evil. Can’t both be right, you say, but I tell you they can: The world is different for you and I.

This is our war then: Revenge upon those that rejected us, rage against all who live the happy, soft lives that by our countenance we are denied.

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