“Y-YOUR HIGHNESS!” Konoe choked out. Michitaka threw himself up onto his feet in one motion, almost falling forward onto his face from the momentum of his frantic scramble.
Rejected essays, bad fiction, and reprinted scraps written by Timothy H.J. Nerozzi
“Y-YOUR HIGHNESS!” Konoe choked out. Michitaka threw himself up onto his feet in one motion, almost falling forward onto his face from the momentum of his frantic scramble.