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http://peacock-king.infernalshenanigans.com/node/7 Picture this: Me, all lanky arms and lean, strong legs, standing easy with my weight shifted ever-so-slightly forward, casual but always ready to attack. I'm wearing faded black jeans with all my pockets sewn in.

Chapter 1 - A Poet in the King's Court | The Peacock King