[fancypost borderwidth=0px; background: white; width: 390px; border-left:solid black 3px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 388px; color:black; text-align:right;font-family:arial; font-size:28px; letter-spacing:-3px; border-bottom:1px dotted #a2ebef; padding-bottom: 3px; margin-left: -14px;][abbr=Mortal kings are ruling castles, welcome to my world of fun.]fireflykit[/abbr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 380px; font-family:arial; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; color:#252525; line-height:12px; margin-left: -16px;] HE HAD NEVER READ THIS MAGIC TEXT BEFORE, but he found it quite enjoyable. He had stumbled upon a bunch of oddly named books a few days ago, and had been quite interested in reading them.
The male was now curled up on a rock, a book spread out under one of his paws, when he stumbled upon a poem by Edgar Allen Poe. He frowned as he continued to read, and his eyes grew wide. He squeaked, slamming the book and jumping back, "That's scary!"[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; background: black; width: 393px;][/fancypost]