It's still summer according to my calendar. I did not break my promise.
Prince
"My little prince, growing up big and strong," said Atem's mother as she tapped her pointer finger to his nose with a playful "boop."
"But I don't want to be a prince!" He protested, squirming in his mother's lap. "I want to be a magician like Mana and Mahad!"
She smiled. "That's not your destiny, little star. You will become a great king someday and help all the people of Egypt."
Atem didn't like the sound of this, crossing his arms and pouting. "I wanna do magic."
His mother just laughed. "You'll be able to do magic. And so much more."
Lame. I know. My ideas are running dry. Except for the last one. I know what I'm doing.
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Over and out,
Mahersal