With a crackle and hiss the tiny goblin materialized in the center of the cavernous chamber. Disoriented, he glanced quickly from side to side, taking in the astonished looks of the small party of battle weary adventurers who had summoned him, before, finally and fatefully, looking up into the rapidly descending jaws of an enormous dragon. In a tiny, squeaky, quivering voice he uttered the only words of his brief and ill-fated existence... "oh shit".
Thursday, September 07, 2006
My gift to the world
Some gifts are left unopened, but humans are a curious lot. And 3 Guys
1 comment:
The brilliance of your piece is that once again it's been playing over and over and over in my head all day. And now I have images to go with it.
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