‘Then it said something about Finland and rakes, and I don’t know, I just can’t even…’
The fires returned year after year, growing ever more confident and destructive. ‘I, and only I, know how to stop these terrible fires. If they’d asked me in the first place, this very bad burning of trees and buildings of all sorts could have been avoided,’ said the dune pig. ‘I will go and look […]
Fyodor: a. loathed raisins with the fire of a thousand suns. b. disliked jaywalking with a white hot magma fury. c. disapproved of feathers in caps with unfettered rage. d. expressed undying hatred for cravats by raking bloody furrows down his face with his dirty ragged fingernails.
I emerged from the forest at dawn, leaving behind forever bittersweet memories of witch, castle, loss of left leg, and ultimate failure.
They answered the summons. They gathered silently. They advanced in somber anticipation. They arrived. They took note of the situation. They retreated in an orderly manner. They dispersed. They never spoke of it again.
Loon: The Lords of the 4th Dimension have provided a musical treat of a ghost to undergo the 3 Question Interview today. The ghost is none other than Mr. George Gersman, who I am told wrote a tune or two in his time. Tell me, Mr. Gersman, being musical, did you ever dance the polka? […]