Lightly, lightly darling - the advice
There in the forgery lays squalling a mite.
A mighty mite.
The mighty mite might stop convulsing at any minute.
And the mighty mite stopped.
The mighty mite laughed at itself.
How could such a mighty mite mood swing so, tis a mighty mite…
The king of the castle came down the grand staircase and stared at the mighty mite. Mighty mite could not convey their anguish to the king, tis just a mighty mite, with finite communication possibilities. The mite had no idea what their duties to the king were anyways. But he was a mighty mite knight.
Mighty mite knight loved a thriller.
Mighty mite knight might.. be a serial killer.
Nooooo no no mighty mite knight would never break his vow to not be a serial killer EVER not HERE not NOW.
Mighty mite knight might mound a gallant steed clinging to it’s backside by the teeth like these. *biting face*
Mighty mite knight has a secret they hold, they yielded a tiny magic sword forged by Emererold.
Emererold
the mighty dwarf
with the smallest hands ever, on arf
it was really insane actually, like, no one believed his hands could be that small. Anyways Emererold forged the smallest sword known to all of humanity and gifted it to the mighty mite knight who repayed him with the tiniest kiss in the world, if thoust weren’t paying attention u may mistake the sensation for a tickle of a strand of hair, such sweet transient existence.
Mighty mite knight wielded a sword with magic imbued within it’s steel to make grown men wince when plunged into human tissues.
Alas silly fool, I plunged my tiny sword in you, I made you wince and confused, and look! you left your house for work and forgot your food, the universe, the king themselves have endowed me this fate to cause the tiniest calamities to the human race, and the sun burns my eyes, proclaimed the mighty mite knight, hazah
*crowd yells hazah back*
