5 words december
It was the apocalypse of fear, the apocalypse of the five mice riders. As they rode around in a flurry of whiskers and claws, the world of mice trembled with unease. As they roared their war cries, their teeth would protrude, getting sharper and sharper by the second. One lone mouse, a rider was he, was tired of it all and vowed to boycott this ride of doom. He would misdirect his brother riders, and send them into the unknown world where they would be lost in a world of imaginary creatures.