This was finished on time at 7:00 exactly, but wasn't uploaded. And yes, I AM about to upload a bunch of these that were written and not posted.
“Where
is our grossly incompetent Author?” asked Blue.
“I
don't know, sleeping?” suggested Araziel. Blue snorted, a rather
inelegant sound, and replied, “Our Author doesn't sleep.”
“Everybody
sleeps, Blue,” argued Araziel, “otherwise they would die.”
“Maybe
that's what happened to the Author?” said Blue. “We know they
don't sleep. So maybe they died.”
“Would
we even still be existing if the Author were dead?” asked Araziel.
“Hey,
I am not in the mood to talk philosophy with you,” snapped Blue.
“All I know is for some reason or another, our Author is not doing
what they're suppose to be doing.”
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