It was a cool evening, the kind that flows with relaxation. A light breeze brushed his back. He absently thumped some ashes off of his clove cigarette and resumed his lazy swinging.
The stars are bright tonight, he thought. A kind of luminous haze stretched across the sky. The moon was full and bright, illuminating the [...]
Pointy ears and leather armor
Hiding in the shadows
Too bad you hit the trap
And are now a block of ice
Bouncy red arrow on your head
Azrael getting toothy with it
Pokey arrows in your head
And now the little rogue is dead
You say it all the time
I don’t want to be here
But what you never say is
Where you want to be
Where do you want to be
Where do you want to go
What is it that you want
What is it that you need
