Thursday, October 9, 2008



Hello little boy"

Simon opened his eyes, and immediately wished he hadn't.

"Well done you little bruiser, look alive. And for the love of all things holy, do my nose a favour and clean yourself up. I mean, really, have you no dignity? You're an absolute mess"

Simon was covered, as far as he could extrapolate, in dragon vomit. He looked around, he and the company three were floating on what appeared to be nothing in the middle of... nothing. What happened to the stars and how did this eccentric man, adorned in armour, expect him to clean anything under these unfavourable conditions? Simon could barely see anything,the only light was provided by the dragons blazing eyes and it's silver rimmed wings. Until he could figure things out they'd have no choice but to suffer through this unfortunate episode together, Simon most of all, dragon vomit was one of the most unpleasant experiences that he could recall having. He wiped a dollop from his face and stared at it for a moment.

"Be grateful boy, there are only two ways out of a Dragon if there are any at all, and for you, he chose the better path."

Simon flicked the excess in the Knights direction, trying not to look too obvious.

"Of course. *cough* It's good to be back. Although, that's probably the wrong word, since I don't think I've been here before. And if I gave your dragon friend indigestion I'm sorry, but it'll probably teach him to not go around swallowing people."

"Oh, no need to apologise my young friend, your upheaval here was entirely voluntary on his part. You only snuffed out his dragon flame, I mean, he can't exactly look another dragon in the eye ever again, without feeling entirely inadequate. Dear, innocent Tommy. Indigestion? Oh, I think it's something closer to erectile dysfunction."

Tommy looked on ruefully.

"But let's not dwell on the past unless it can be of some benefit to our futures. I'm Sir Galahad and you are.'

The ghost of a dead memory flittered through Simon's brain. Something about that name sounded familiar.

"I'm Simon." he said, extending his hand in greeting (which was still spotted with remnants of Tommy's regurgitation).

In answer Galahad extended his sword.

"In fact, young hell spawn, I will reveal the future quite clearly for all of us here, now. You will undo the spell which brought us to wherever here is and reignite Tommy's flame or you will die."

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