yes, this is the reason why I don't bother trying to write originals.
For syrraki .
If anyone else reads this, um this is insane. It's about trees, dragons called Snippety Snappety and a crab. And it's unfinished, lol. And woefully (or not so woefully) short.
Queen Sarah’s Grand Adventure
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Once upon a time, Queen Sarah decided to go out and inspect the woods that surrounded her castle.
There were no dragons guarding the place, since - after the invention of Dumbletort’s fire-extinguishing chewing gum - all you had to do to defeat a dragon was to toss said chewing gum into its mouth. Of course, it was a still risky venture because dragons were trifling creatures, and you could still be turned into mince-meat in the beast’s mouth if it caught you but -
I am digressing, dearest reader.
Anyhow, Queen Sarah ventured out and - lo and behold - her heart beat wildly against her chest as she saw the trees: there were little, precious ones (with brittle leaves), and huge ones that loomed like towers over the wood. She inhaled - oh the smell! The fresh smell of life! Of vibrancy! Of -
She was enthralled and positively charmed. Why, oh why, had she bothered living in a castle till now! The cool floor! The uncomfortable bed!
Why: here she had trees. And comfortable leaves she could lie down on. And moss to use as a covering.
Oh, she would never sleep in a castle-
But then she sneezed.
And sneezed.
And, somewhere, out of nowhere, she beheld -
A crab.
With a weird sort of ... she didn’t know what it was, but it reminded her of the pipe her father had been fond of smoking. Her father who had, unfortunately, been devoured by a dragon called Snippety Snappety, named so because of its snippy and snappy tail as it whished and woozed through the forests.
***
TBC (hopefully never)
If anyone else reads this, um this is insane. It's about trees, dragons called Snippety Snappety and a crab. And it's unfinished, lol. And woefully (or not so woefully) short.
Queen Sarah’s Grand Adventure
***
Once upon a time, Queen Sarah decided to go out and inspect the woods that surrounded her castle.
There were no dragons guarding the place, since - after the invention of Dumbletort’s fire-extinguishing chewing gum - all you had to do to defeat a dragon was to toss said chewing gum into its mouth. Of course, it was a still risky venture because dragons were trifling creatures, and you could still be turned into mince-meat in the beast’s mouth if it caught you but -
I am digressing, dearest reader.
Anyhow, Queen Sarah ventured out and - lo and behold - her heart beat wildly against her chest as she saw the trees: there were little, precious ones (with brittle leaves), and huge ones that loomed like towers over the wood. She inhaled - oh the smell! The fresh smell of life! Of vibrancy! Of -
She was enthralled and positively charmed. Why, oh why, had she bothered living in a castle till now! The cool floor! The uncomfortable bed!
Why: here she had trees. And comfortable leaves she could lie down on. And moss to use as a covering.
Oh, she would never sleep in a castle-
But then she sneezed.
And sneezed.
And, somewhere, out of nowhere, she beheld -
A crab.
With a weird sort of ... she didn’t know what it was, but it reminded her of the pipe her father had been fond of smoking. Her father who had, unfortunately, been devoured by a dragon called Snippety Snappety, named so because of its snippy and snappy tail as it whished and woozed through the forests.
***
TBC (hopefully never)