Head of The Table

On a Leash

They croaked, annoyingly, consistently, “Our well!”, the hoarse shrieks filled the empty whispers… till eventually he let them have it, they want their well let them have it. He had given up on the pity time wasting scuffle with amateurs, Brian aiming to heed to his fiancée’s recurrent pleas did all his actions for his love but now it was his own love… and there was no room enough for these frogs. After Ben had successfully breached and seized the docks and managed to limit its access, he had cut off Brian’s attempt to enter the island and realizing this he figured he will give him his island if he wants it so bad. Factually speaking this made Brian more focused on his two big kingdoms, he had planned to take over Mexico and soon half of the south America, also he had the northern side in his bucket list, so with these dreams it was reasonable he focusses on the bigger picture. “If he wants the island so bad let him keep it.” he convinced his spouse, his hands cupped gently on her ch