Today I stood upon the wall of my castle and watched the peasants muck about in the mud and cowdung looking for things to eat. As i munched on my apple i though to myself... i wonder if i can hit that short lady from here with the core.
Then I spotted the dust of an approaching party of travellers. Brilliant. Bloody Visitors. Sigh... i suppose i better go down and greet whoever it is.
Friday, July 22, 2005
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