A scene
I wrote this as a 10 min exercise in class and I think I love you
In a splendid golden room, a harpsichord plays. The King seated on his throne nods his head woozily to the rococo rhythms. Two Guards arrive on space hoppers (which bear a remarkable resemblance to the famously full breasts of Sophie Anderson) and present The Emissary to Royal Court.
The Emissary bows deeply before the throne and begins.
The Emissary: My…
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