I was calm.
I lay on the sand.
I lay on the thick sandy sand.
I lay on the thick hot sandy sand and let the water wash over my feet.
Cool. Calm. Breeze. Sun. Peace.
Everything was right.
And then a giant fireball flamed into my conscious in the form of a female dwarf. The dwarf stomped on me! The dwarf dragged me! The dwarf beat me with a blunt axe until I could only ask, "Who-"
"I am the great and terrible Maria Rose!" the dwarf smiled wickedly. "I have come to take your homework and feed it to every single dog on earth. I am the time stealer! Hah!"
And then she proceeded to give me a medicinal cherry sundae and my body was healed.
And now I am thrust into this world of blog openness. I can't see through the thick fog. Tendrils of cloudy smoke creep into my nostrils and smog my thinking. But I am not turning back. I will plunge ahead into this abyss, even if I fall down a giant endless pit of destruction.
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Where the water flows across so many well-worn cobblestones
2 comments:
that's not how the story went!!! but the medicinal cherry sundae was a nice touch.
first comment! woot woot!
its all because of me that you can blog now. i think that deserves me not being a dwarf, however "vertically challenged" i may be.
nice. me gusta. :)
second comment!
i did no stomping/stabbing/dragging.using of blunt axes! what is this amazingly written madness?
it's the rise of a new dawn, that's what.
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