Ruling Jamaa

Kailu was on a majestic throne, sitting above everyone else. She smiled cruelly, she had everything she ever wanted - and the majority of Jammers were her slaves. The other free Jammers were simple peasants, working as hard as they could for oh-so-little pay. But it suddenly went poof. Kailu sighed.

It was only a dream. A simple, little dream.

'This is WIP! Once I finish MLP - You're Never too Old to Break Free, I'll continue work on this one!'