The Puppet Dictator
Almost if not everything he did was wrongheaded.
At every available opportunity he would openly sow doubt and discord and division, always and forever fanning the proverbial flames of chaos and disorder.
Lies were his native language.
From the very beginning of his reign he endeavored to lay waste to his own sovereign government.
Into every henhouse institution he placed his savage wolf guards, and if they turned out to be just a little too much like the chickens then he would savagely devour them and replace them with even savager wolves.
He savagely devoured and replaced many of his wolves.
He expected nothing less than complete and utter loyalty and devotion from his pet wolves.
That one day they might all turn on him together, why the thought had never even so much as flittered through his conceited mind.
But the Puppet Master behind the scenes pulling all the strings had other ideas.
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