Bedtime story

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There once was a place. An imaginary world full of fact and fiction. 

Above it all was the grand master of ceremonies. 

Considered to be one but was an army of many. 

There lies truth and might. I would have said light but that it wasn’t. 

Tells of countrymen from near and far were whispered through those that dared. 

Goblin and geese and anything between there.

Riddles and relics. Fairies and princesses. Magic and mayhem. Stir around for centuries. 

Commands and commanders put fear into many. Prayers and potions became one in the same.

Bedtime stories so fun to hear. Until you can’t sleep at night. 

Because the end is already here.

C. L Cunningham 

Storyteller 

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