The Crown of Fools Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Twelve Every morning the stocky soldier would carefully trim his mustache, despite the havoc going on around him, no matter how grim. It was, well, just a way to maintain some sense of sanity in a world that was now seemingly devoid of any such thing. In his wildest fantasies, inspired by such […]

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The Crown of Fools Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Eleven Petka was awoken with a start as a loud, angry and prolonged “Squwaaaawk!” which echoed from a room somewhere behind the bar. It was both shriller and deeper than the cadence of a typical songbird (the image it inspired in Petka’s imagination was that of some hideous crow-gone-wrong), and it seemed to […]

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The Crown of Fools Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten Petka never quite saw “red”- he usually had no reason to be that angry. At time perhaps annoyed, frustrated, miffed- you get the idea– maybe it was the numerous, stinging gnome-wounds, or the lasting and well-nigh nauseating imagine of the matriarchal Over-Gnome, and her bare-rumped kin, but Petka felt like he would very […]

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The Crown of Fools Chapter Nine

  Chapter Nine “What.” replied a flat voice, annoyed as if awakened from a deep slumber– the low grumble sounded rather surely and dismissive. The voice came from a somewhat crystalline boulder, enormous at about nine foot high, which was certainly tall enough to cast a shadow over Petka and make him feel rather small […]

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The Crown of Fools Chapter Eight

  Chapter Eight Another Bridge, another “Cry” so to speak, as he was beginning to sense a somewhat comical, speed-of-sound entropy in the originally “classic” adventure he had initially become so enthralled with. It was Chaim’s words that really hammered this thought home- the line between the sublime and ridiculous did not fall slowly, like […]

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