Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
its hoity toity time
Magma rolls down the side of the mountain. A heard of wild goats try to navigate around it but they fail, fall one by one and are burned in a woompfh of sparks, ash and the occasional surprised maah!
A little village of mud huts lies in the path of the flow and frightened villagers are running away with a few possessions or trying to drag along reluctant cows. The village oracle is lying in a bloody mess on the ground in the square because he did not predict this at all. He said everything was going to be fine, but with a broken jaw and concussion he wont be saying much for the short remainder of his existence. At least he'll sleep through it all.
A little village of mud huts lies in the path of the flow and frightened villagers are running away with a few possessions or trying to drag along reluctant cows. The village oracle is lying in a bloody mess on the ground in the square because he did not predict this at all. He said everything was going to be fine, but with a broken jaw and concussion he wont be saying much for the short remainder of his existence. At least he'll sleep through it all.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
more G B V
because its important to me
"I've entered the game of pricks
With knives in the back of me
Cant call you or on you no more
When they're attacking me"
"I've entered the game of pricks
With knives in the back of me
Cant call you or on you no more
When they're attacking me"
fvk yea