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May 29, 2005

Michele: 2600

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Dear King Frederic,

I still can’t define the monster. A giant duck? A mutant dragon? Its stiff motions belied its swiftness and I often backed away, especially when the thing would bang its teeth together in anger.

I eventually slew the monster and retrieved the mysterious key from its clenches, but not before it laid its teeth into my back.

I killed many bats as I navigated the maze to the final door. You were right, your Majesty. The key fit.

The chalice is at long last yours, King. But I have paid my life for it.

Game over, indeed.

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Only a handful of people will understand this story at all. May Yorgle bless those who do.

Posted by: michele at May 29, 2005 06:29 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

I don't know the specifics, but I can pretty much follow. Neat.

Posted by: Tyler M at May 29, 2005 07:10 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

p.s. Why paint a perfectly good castle yellow?

Posted by: Tanya at May 29, 2005 09:21 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0