Ending 1
…a small card that was floating down from the counter to his nose. After reading the foretelling words, sleep seemed more welcomed than ever as a means to escape his waking nightmare.
DEAR MR. KNIVES,
WE HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE PANCAKES. GET WELL SOON.
Millie and Meryl smiled as a very weary, very surprised, very injured Knives stepped over his groaning mass of a brother. As befitting a villain, he leveled the beautiful tower in a single bite and swallowed the dripping sun, blocking its light from his prone sibling forever.
