11-04-2018, 06:01 PM
Conor tried to reach out and grab Kyle - but, sadly, he was too late. The young prince had already fled, and there was nothing that Conor could do about it. He tried to call "COME BACK!" - but, it was hopeless: Kyle wasn't listening, and he'd soon sprinted out of sight.
Conor gulped, as he felt the force of a fist punching him in the chest. He thought it was the realisation that this might be the last time he ever saw Kyle alive: that he might be boarding the ship that would carry him to his own doom. However, when he glanced down at the ground, he discovered that it was just Chris impatiently hitting him in order to attract his attention.
"I'm sorry...." Conor sniffled. "But, that's all done now. Would you like to go inside, and play a game of Elf Chess with me?"
Conor gulped, as he felt the force of a fist punching him in the chest. He thought it was the realisation that this might be the last time he ever saw Kyle alive: that he might be boarding the ship that would carry him to his own doom. However, when he glanced down at the ground, he discovered that it was just Chris impatiently hitting him in order to attract his attention.
"I'm sorry...." Conor sniffled. "But, that's all done now. Would you like to go inside, and play a game of Elf Chess with me?"
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