Wednesday, 11 June 2008


Shaken,dazed yet alive ,the Duke and Duchess of Tradgardland are led to the Hunting Lodge of Chateauheralte. They enter into a large hall. At the far end of it, amidst the chaos and stench of a score of ill -looking hunting dogs, sits the Duke of Skogsmork. He raises his eyes from his favourite hound and fixes his gaze upon the Ducal couple:

Greetings Brother and Sister! I trust you are recovered from your journey. Come closer and let me see how Time has treated you both...

1 comment:

  1. A good time to have those pocket pistols handy!


    Martin a.k.a. The Markgraaf of Raubenstadt