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reachforthesky) wrote2011-12-10 11:47 pm
reachforthesky) wrote2011-12-10 11:47 pm
[MEMORY # 26]
* The Black Grandfather chucking Carving Knife in the river. (significant neutral, shareable)
The Head Cook had turned and was creeping down the steps. There was a sudden stir among the watching Griffins and their great black leader swept down, hovered for an instant, then dropped. The next moment he was circling up and up into the bright April sky with the Head Cook twisting and kicking between his claws.
"Aaah!" gasped the crowd.
But Jon Dumpling cupped his hand round his mouth and shouted, "Sir Griffin--oh, Sir Griffin--the man is a villain, but he is also an artist in sugar and marzipan. Don't kill him."
"Don't kill him. Oh, Black Grandfather, please don't kill him," squeaked Timi.
From the sky came a faint, distant snort.
Five minutes later the Black Grandfather was back, with empty claws. He landed at the edge of the Royal platform.
"The man said he could swim," croaked the Black Grandfather. "So I dropped him in the river ten miles away. He will not come back here."
Someone in the crowd began to cheer.
+ I'M GLAD NO ONE DIED.
The Head Cook had turned and was creeping down the steps. There was a sudden stir among the watching Griffins and their great black leader swept down, hovered for an instant, then dropped. The next moment he was circling up and up into the bright April sky with the Head Cook twisting and kicking between his claws.
"Aaah!" gasped the crowd.
But Jon Dumpling cupped his hand round his mouth and shouted, "Sir Griffin--oh, Sir Griffin--the man is a villain, but he is also an artist in sugar and marzipan. Don't kill him."
"Don't kill him. Oh, Black Grandfather, please don't kill him," squeaked Timi.
From the sky came a faint, distant snort.
Five minutes later the Black Grandfather was back, with empty claws. He landed at the edge of the Royal platform.
"The man said he could swim," croaked the Black Grandfather. "So I dropped him in the river ten miles away. He will not come back here."
Someone in the crowd began to cheer.
+ I'M GLAD NO ONE DIED.