February 2012
27 posts
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Stopping for an afternoon coffee on Adelaide...
falsejim:
“Everything just keeps going,” she sighed. “You wake up the next day and it’s just another day, and tomorrow will be, too.”
“Yup,” I said, leaning on the counter. “It’s been nice, watching you grow up.”
“If I died in my sleep tonight, I would never even know. Did you want a coffee?”
The Coral Princess lay on her deathbed
falsejim:
The leviathan burst from the waves and fell onto the sand, scattering villagers. With a spray of seawater it died.
A lump grew on its neck. The turquoise sword of the Shark Knight pierced the skin, tore open an egress. He held the steaming heart of the beast.
In vain. The poison had taken her.
These islands are built on pirate bones
falsejim:
They were not sure what to make of him, standing between them and the abbey, his scabbard covered in shells.
Bring us your silver, their captain said, and live.
The sword he drew shone blue like shoals at dawn. You have sailed far to die at the hand of the Shark Knight of the isles.
January 2012
64 posts
