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|The kick start to another story (with at least one other chapter).||
"Watch your tongue, young king, for the piano that plays in your head is sometimes off key." said Andromache, the head seer, in her patented, feisty way.
"I don't have a piano in my head, Andromache."
"Yes you do, everyone does." she said to the bewilderment of everyone, including the less experienced seers.
"Isn't that what a seer's job is?"
"No, Andromache, a seer's job is to tell the future." he said patronising her.
"Yes, but to do that you have to be bizarre." replied Andromache.
"Good point," hastily said king Alexander, stopping the since the anthro-moose king had just arrived.
"So, I hear that you weren't originally anthro-moose." Alexander said, pouring him a cup of wine and passing it to the moose.
"Fawn" said the moose gruffly.
Alexander burst out laughing "A tall fawn!" the moose king struck him with his spear and as Alexander fell to the ground, and the Anthro-Moose king ran away.
As he lay there, his best friend (Damien) ran over to him "Are you all right, my king."
"Watch your tongue, young king, for the piano that plays in your head is sometimes off key." she said with tears in her eyes.
"Is there any way to bring him back?" asked the crying elf Damien.
"I cannot resurrect."
"You wanted him die. Giving him your silly answers. It's disgusting." he said, approaching her with his sword drawn.
"I couldn't tell it to him straight, it's against the law of the seer." she protested.
But it was no use. The once great seer lay in a pool of blood along with her king.
"I claim myself king of this kingdom. Does anyone else claim it?"
No one else did. Except the actually alive king. "Ah, I do. Please tell me no one has done anything silly, i.e. kill someone?"
"Okay Damien, who did you kill?" Alexander said as he sat up.
"YOU KILLED ANDROMACHE! Minta, You're the head seer from this point on. Gavin, get a doctor." Alexander said going from really angry to calmly authoritive.
Minta was puzzled. She was the newest seer of the whole train of them the army had of them. Caria was the most experienced after Andromache, so it would make sense that she became the head seer. These thoughts mulled around her head like an annoying fly.
Then shouts of "Minta!" caught her attention. She ran to the surgeon's office. "You're in good time Minta, make your prediction." the surgeon marshalled.
She caught her breath, "A spear is a spear, but an hour is not. A spear can kill a man, just as an hour can. But the violinist will always save the pianist."
"Thank you Mintie," said Alexander "As soon as you came Andromache requested that you would be her heir. She said that you were a much better seer than her, but she wouldn't step down. She said that her time was limited. She also said that I would understand every word you say. She was right. I understand the good news." Minta smiled.
|Story 2- Archaeological digs and Live Television||The Sun Horse|
|Story 1- Enviromentalists and Broken Limbs||Story 3- Giant's Cooking Shows and Death by Mint|
|The Evil Unicorn Poem|