Saturday 22nd December 2012
The Little Stream
Ignored to a degree, I’m doubtful they can even hear me. Words writen on my hands, angering that incompotent man. Charming the Lions in their own den, with skills the other Snakelings envy. The Harpy he keeps for some unknown reason, and the liar on hs shoulder, it’s no wonder that these days he is [..more..]