ZetyDa (United States) published:
PROMPT: Playwriting Competition 2020
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In the late afternoon, in the broad courtyard of a small kingdom. The King, King Alimand, talks to his right hand servant during an execution. A gory scene presented before them.
KING[tiredly]: Why am I called again? To one of these soporific beheadings that only draw me to nap during.
SERVANT: My King, how else will you scourge these villains and show them justice for their actions?
KING[exasperatingly]: You’re right, my degenerate. These fractious...
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