"The wot, milady?" asked the confused vole.
"Never mind!" snapped the Potato Goddess. "Which direction did they go?"
"Well… that is… I don't rightly know." The vole quavered as he shut his eyes, certain that something unpleasant was about to befall him, probably involving chives.
Fortunately, they were ...
Published on July 18, 2009 20:13