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I'm replaying the campaign for the Order faction. I'm SO tired of Biara's sweet little face that I involuntarily wrote:
Biara's not-so-easy life during her first reign in the Empire.
I don't like getting out of bed When it's only 5 a.m., I'm tired of all the dragons, Because we prayed to them yesterday. Tired of human "holy" miracles, I retreat to the green forest And open a portal to Sheo, To the land of fire, to my "dear" home. I'm sick of Laslo – the scoundrel, He keeps sticking his nose into the Empire. And Godric, IMHO, is too arrogant, And his daughter is so annoying. She recently said in broad daylight That a trial with less fire would be better. She shoots glances at the rebel, Hinting at something... (ugh, cursed Michael!) I don't like the land of the Griffins. It's only famous for the fact That there are tons of fools there. That map is always a mess. And now, I have to rule here, And I don't have time to breathe. Everyone looks the same (Although, I'll express my opinion later!) You can believe me: A queen's life is not a picnic! Give money to all sorts of peers, And enemies bother you at the borders. I'm getting dark circles under my eyes from Kha's orders: Find the boy and kill him, Deal with the rebels with a bold raid... And I have to do all of this!
I borrowed the song from Chancellor G.))
Bravo! We're waiting for new creations!
Слова не копья и не стрелы они могут ранить лишь глупцов.