The overhead fan purrs Darlene to sleep in the bedroom. Meanwhile, I, the Elf Warden slay rock biters, flying lizards and snake soldiers. I’m on the trail of TrollKing43 with warty skin and gryphon toenails. We go at it until dawn.
a fridge with hiccups
5 am spits coffee
At sunrise, I see the troll king on the mountain. I’m ready to release my arrow, tipped with an ice orb. Yes…