Wednesday, 16 January 2013

I'm not proud of it...


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Today I conquered the lightning scorpion fellow by a method I'll call 'The Yellow-Bellied Archer'. This involved hiding behind a fallen pillar and shooting at him with sissy arrows for longer than I'd care to admit. All the while, his own blasts exploded harmlessly against another pillar near to him.

Once complete I ran past his corpse-vapor leftovers and saw the cool glowey flowers outside in the forest. Their wonder didn't last however, the wind scared me too badly so I went back to the campfire, ate beans and sang songs about buffalo. 

I'll face that garden another day.

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