Ken sat on his towel and stared out at the sea. He sensed and felt the approach of the dragon. Wind from the wings swept over him, and the ground trembled slightly with its landing.
Ken looked around. There had been no sound.
Ke’Enarsha stood within a pace of him, towering over him.
“I could eat you.” Rumbled the dragon’s deep voice.
I like it.
I was cleaning this morning and missed the mail pickup, but the money for the gatorpot will go out on Tuesday, and you should have it by Thursday.
DP has taken most of the kids to the library. I stayed home because my reserve book had been unreserved while I was gone. I re-reserved it and should get it next week. I need to dismantle the Dyson: something is making it overheat. I hate it when other people use my vacuum - they always break something!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_Yz6APOHA8
Heh heh heh.
I finally mulled it over.
Yes, it would be fun to collaborate on some story in some fashion.
