The little white knight sits with the top of his head on the floor. His bottom in the air (his tail protecting his privacy and keeping this G rated). One little back paw is tucked neatly into each ear to hold his bottom up. His little front paws reaching between his back legs trying to turn the page... But he just can't reach yet....
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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