January 20, 2014

The doomed talisman paced her cell, all four of her hands clasped behind her back. Dawn threatened, and with it, the gibbet. ‘Ha ha,’ said the gibbet, ‘I’ll make short work of you.’ Just then an articulate strawberry vendor tackled the gibbet, bound and gagged it. ‘It’s about time,’ said the talisman, waiting patiently while the vendor smashed down the bars of the cell with a really big bludgeon. The happy couple then escaped to further adventure in the Realm of Devious Snow, where their escapades became not only legend, but beer labels as well.

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