LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
…Sam, play it.
We honestly, truly, and fully do not expect you to know where this story is going. Though, considering it’s written by Brandon Scott, you really should have suspected something like this.
But enough being vague! Welcome back, dear reader, for the second half of this old-school fantasy tale. You can hop right into this strange turn of events by…
And for those that are waiting to see how “Our Reflections” goes, don’t worry, Brandon will have a new addition to the saga soon.
Until then, think big, think wild, and never assume reality is what you think it is.
The only thing I know for certain is I’ll see you next week with more tales to excite and intrigue!
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