The clock strikes 12. You have to hurry before everything changes. What do you leave behind?
Well if I was in a story and I left something behind it would probably be leave my ring behind. My silver ring was a gift from my grandfather and it use to be some sort of cigar holder, I think. It would be lost to the evil witch and the brave prince would have to battle a cliche dragon and win it back as a token to my heart. then we would have a happily ever after.
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