Backroom Elves
“Blinky, put that wrench down and get over here.
“Blinky, put that wrench down and get over here.
Young Mary laced my bodice tight and helped me into my skirts.
I constructed my lair from the choicest rock candy, not dollar store seconds.
“Wake up, you idiot.
Heaven didn’t want the maiming boy
Raised by the pack, we didn’t know about the Change util it happened to my friend Brown Ear.
Legato and Mezzo flew as if their wings were aflame, knocking baskets of gathered berries to the forest floor far below.
Jack and Jill lay on the hill
Dwaithelord — an honorific for the tribal leader of a coven of dwarven wraith soul stealers.
Rod in hand, I went to the lake
“Oh dear, oh dear!
You see, Sheriff.