Today's OneWord: Pity

'Tis a pity, really, to bury the king. A king that was burly and bearded and strong. A king that could part the oceans with his naval fleets. A king who used his scepter to break open skulls. The skulls of his enemies. The skulls of his friends. The jawbones of women and children. Come to think of it, this king sounds like a right bastard. You know what...f*** him. Bury him. Bury him and make sure no one can dig him up in case he's possibly still alive.

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