|
Post by slomoto on Aug 16, 2008 22:46:56 GMT -5
Ridgy ambled into the front door of the kitchen. It had been a long, dry walk through the forest back to meadowood, but he strutted in with the pace of a pried peacock. The conversation he had with the strange pointy-nosed old man in the forest had given him a major boost of confidence, which is somewhat like giving a pack of M-80s to Bean the Dynamite. With his confidence in his abilities renewed, it was time to get back to his work. But first, some water. After all, a happy long, dry, walk is just the same as a tired long, dry, walk. Ridgy went over to the water pump, poured himself a glass full of refreshing liquid nectar and swallowed the whole load in three gulps. He then poured another glass full, drank a bit, filled it once more and began to stroll in the direction of the front door. "Time to tear off another century!" Ridgy boastfully declared as he moved out into the open towards his study.
|
|