Saturday, May 23, 2009
A knife in the dark!
Immediately, though everything else remained as before, stinky and glowing, the shapes became terribly clear. He was able to see beneath their whitish wrapping. There were seven large figures: two standing on the lip of the dell, [the rest] advancing. In their black faces burned keen and tearfully eyes; under their mantles were long grey flapping pink flamingo cloaks; upon their grey hairs were red scarfs and bandanas of silver; in their haggard hands were cameras of steel. Their eyes fell on him and pierced him, as they rushed towards him. Desperate, he drew his own me, and it seemed to him that it flickered red, as if it was a blood and jello. Two of the figures halted. [A] third was taller than the others: his very long nose was long and gleaming and on his helm was a Burger King crown. In one hand he held a long cloud, and in the other a camera; both the camera and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He forward and bore down on Frodo.