Saturday, July 11, 2015

Five Excuses

1. The war-dogs of Baron Prax Mur ate it.

2. Pit creatures from the estate of the Third Queen bore it down with them into the abyss.

3. You were abducted by lung-infesting nano-machines and forced to watch their ten-thousand-year-old slides of that vacation they once took.

4. You went on a fantastic space voyage to the heart of a sun to recover the broken fragments of the Crown of the Enraged Spider-God.

5. You lost track of the time while dueling your arch-nemesis's third cousin with wicked big spoons with sharp bits on the sides.

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