the main halls of the federal senate where I might oppose it. “I will be forced to resign though from the senate if I am to be elected premier” I said thoughtfully, running a hand through my hair as I did so, the jet-black strands brushed aside out of my eyes where they had lain. Deep down that solitary spark flew and it hit the dry corpse of my previously dead ambition, that is when the inferno started decimating all the dreary, dark, and regretful thoughts which I had taken to thinking. I had been so blind, so self-centered, so conceited, I had never realized that perhaps it was no mistake all of this was happening. The people wanted me for a reason, and they were determined to get me, so why should I deny them what they want, or many of them at least, maybe my ambition is to serve. Serve I would, to the very best of my capabilities, and I would exert every ounce of knowledge, cleverness, and ideas I had to ensure that I was what they asked for. The governor cleared his throat “I was sent to get you; the wedding is about to start” he said with the undeniable air of someone who believed he just made a valuable ally. “of course, let us go my friend, for tomorrow I have big plans for you!” I set my hand on his shoulder as we made our way towards the white pavilion now standing near the water’s edge, a very valuable ally I would be. There were so many people, far more than even I expected to show up, we were quickly running out of chairs, although no one seemed in the least worried. Throngs of people lept from their chairs with exclamations of recognition as I made my way past, hands were thrust in my direction, each one of which I shook with delight. The atmosphere was joyous, everyone I met gave their congratulations, with smiles upon their faces, and barely withheld anticipation. I had finally reached the pavilion by the time the crowd made their way back to their seats or in some cases off to the side to watch. The priest who stood waiting for me, was short, grey haired, with meatal rimmed glasses sitting upon a long bulbous nose. He smiled in a forced way and held out a fragile looking hand, which I shook, 236Please respect copyright.PENANAUw2xxEqbxF
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