Lost Blade*

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I was lost in amber like an insect slowly drowning in the fresh spilled blood of a mountain pine. Tilting my glass slowly back and forth I watched the whisky swirl, slow and sweet, not as sticky as the sap that pulsed through a dryad’s veins, but every bit as dangerous. At least for me.

I had climbed out of the bottle once, years ago—put my drinking behind me and shaped myself into someone I could be proud of again. A champion of justice, a slayer of kings, a monster who killed worse monsters. Blood. I had spilled my share and more, so very very much more.

My name is Aral and I am, or was, a Blade of Justice. I thought I knew who I was and what I was and where I needed to go, but now I’m not so sure.

*I started poking at this today. Not sure if I’ll continue, but it feels like it might be time.

Monday Meows

Dis quarantine stuff is getting old, my battery died.

So, recharge it.

You can DO THAT? I have wasted so much money on new phones…

I’m not listening!

Would you all shut up, dis my favorite show! It’s got the bald guy.

Monday Meows

I am Boudica, all shall love me and despair!

I thought it was pronounced, Boa-Day-Chia, like the pet.

In her case it’s probably Boo-Dick-Ka, like the giant snake.

I like Boo-Dick-Ka, it’s one of my favorite dishes! …what?

Monday RoMeow And Juliet

Not soft, what cake through yonder window breaks?

Oh ghods…here we go again

Tis the fruit and duly soaked in rum

What did Shakespeare ever do to you?

Arise, fair yeast, and fluff the envious bread!

I kind of like dis one…is my young mind getting moldy?

Tis fat and ready to butter and grease!

It’ll be over soon, right?

But thou, old maid, art far more loaf than she.

That’s it, you’re done!

Monday Meows

Hep, hep, I’z trapped! I’z being oppressed!

Did you hear something that sounded like a kitten?

Nope.

And neither did you. Not if you know what’s good for you.

‘s okay?

‘s all right.

F***ing catnip dreams.

Monday Meows Shakespearean Edition

I come not to curry Caesar but to braise him

You what the who now?

The salad that cats dish lives after them.

The hell…

The broth is best infused with the bones

Wake me when it’s over.

So let it steep with Caesar.

He ain’t clever, he’s my brother.

The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was delicious!
Shut up and say, goodnight, Gracie.
Goodnight Gracie?

Monday Meows May The 4th Be With You

May the 4th be with you!

Live long and pawsper!

Wrong franchise, dudette.

I Jedi, see my robez!

Taste the force!

What does that even mean?

Halp, I iz trapped in a trash compactor!

Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.

Soon, my apprentice you will belong to me!