-No! Let go! It’s mine!
-Not any more it ain’t! Give it!
-Please… You don’t know the danger you are…
A voice thundered from hills on the other side of the valley.
-Is that man bothering you, Elisa…?
-N-no! No! Everything is fine! We’re.. we’re just… flirting! Flirting, yes, that’s it! We’re flirting.
-Are you sure? He seems rather aggressive…
-W-w-what is going on!? By the Gods, please don’t hurt me!
-(Get up, you fool!) Everything’s fine, giant mountain monsters. He’s an old friend, and he was just leaving (Run! Run for your fucking life)!
…
-Then why is he running?
-He… er…. He’s…
-Well, he’s gone now. Never mind. Remember, whenever you need us…
-Thanks! Don’t worry, I’ll let you know (Phew! That was close!).
She walked home with her fruit basket safe and sound. For once, trouble was fixed without bloodshed.
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Now that is a handy friend to have! Some interesting links too. 🙂
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He might be a bit too handy sometimes, it seems 😀
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I agree with Chris. 🙂
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Thanks.
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They’re a bit like an over-protective parent or sibling, but with the possibility of violent death.
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Protection is good to some extent…
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Elisa and Bill?
Should not
Have walked
Up that
Monster’s Hill!
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A bad place for basket stealing.
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Nice, I love your illustrations. Hoping to be able to do it too, that is support my writing with my illustrations.
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Thank you. Please do 😉
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Well that was unexpected! Nice work!
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Thank you.
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