It was less a building and more a hole in the ground, with some vague semblance of a door and a chimney sticking out of the mound of dirt to give it any indication of being a dwelling.
Nevertheless, it was where the Tavern Wench had said it would be, and he had learned through various experiences that Tavern Wenches generally knew what they were taking about.
The Knight-Errant strode up to the door and planted a hammer sized fist upon it.
It opened almost at once.
“Yes?” A voice, frail with the vissitudes of age, spoke from within.
“Is this KAFF-KAFF-KARRGH is this the dwellings of Mistress…cow-imm-hey?̶
The sound of metal on metal stirred her from her sleep. The alarm had not been raised, so it probably meant one thing.
The Shining Princess of the Radiant Moonlight Kaguya (to give her one of her shorter titles…) rose from her bed and made her way over to the veranda overlooking the inner courtyard. The head of her personal guard hated that she slept in such an exposed room in the castle, but she enjoyed the view in the mornings and would insist. He, in turn, would insist on posting twice the standard amount of guard around her chambers when she did so. One of these moved towards her now, to chastise her, to move her back away into th
And he said, “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair! I want to come up, but I can’t find the stair!”
And she said, “ugh, not tonight love. I just washed my hair.”
* * *
And the Giant said, “Fee Fi Fo Fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman!”
And the police said, “That’s nice sir, but could you identify him visually in a line-up? It’s hold up better in court.”
* * *
And the Wolf said, “little pig, little pig, let me come in?”
And the Pig said, “No! Not by the hair of my chinny, chin-chin!”
And the Wolf said, “but I’m doing a special t
“I’ve been waiting for you Agent…?”
“Is that Agent M for mother or N for nanny?”
“*sigh* it’s N, for…nuclear bomb.”
“Woah, ok, steady Agent. Little aggressive there don’t you think?”
“Sorry. It’s just that everyone asks that. HQ. Informants. Even the bad guys.”
“Sometimes I wish I had just got a slightly lower score on the final exam. Agent O never gets questioned. Everyone thinks his code name is “cool”. He even gets better assignments than me.”
“Sir? Is this your wallet? You dropped it by the counter.”
“Oh? Thanks. Butterfingers.”
“Me too, I’m always dropping things. I’m so clumsy.”
“No, I literally have butter fingers. See?”
“Weird! Salted or unsalted?”
“I’m sorry that was the first thing that popped into my head,”
“A man shows you fingers made of literal butter and your mind immediately jumps to wondering about their composition?”
“Is that weird? It’s weird, right?”
“Actually it’s kind of refreshi
Hey anyone still watching this thing.
Most of my attention these days is directed to raising my son and working my ass off, and when im not doing either of those, I'm trying to blog, trying to keep my creative juices flowing by writing daily.
from this daily endeavour i have written a bunch of new stories, both for existing series of mine, and some brand new content.
i'm gonna go ahead and bulk upload a bunch of these, and i'll give them their own folders to make it easier to browse.
Journey: tales about a man and his giant robotic companion.
VIRTUE: stories and images about a clandestine peacekeeping organization.
Winter Solstice: tale
Hi folks. if anyone is still out there. :p
just uploaded a couple of Kamen Rider designs that i've been sitting on since spring. I havent really done much real art as of late, and i have even less time these days. why? well...
I would like to announce the birth of my son! I now have a one month old boy, and as anyone with a newborn can tell you, its a helluva lot of work!!!
i am considering shutting down my dA account, except i still enjoy seeing art from the people i follow, who are more consistent at art then i am. :p
so TL;DR: I have a newborn. you probably wont see much art coming out of this account in the forseeable future (if anyon