Sally couldn't move in the prison of honey. "How ironic," she mused, "Trapped in sweetness."
Then there was a sensation inside her head.
You didnt think you could escape Me, did you?
The voice was like Lord Azeroth's, but it was cold and painful. And it had a buzzing that clouded Sally's thoughts.
You have angered Me, puny vertabrate. I don't enjoy being angered!
Who are you! Sally managed to think through the haze in her mind
Me? I am Queen!
(OP: Nate, January 31 2007)
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