Grae-Me Sandford (@Graeme_Sandford)
“Beware the Polliwog, my son;
His brúllish eyes with chimsoll gaze;
The mapney way he curgs-kemays;
Beware! My son. 24 more words
My topic de jour is actually two-fold. I’m hitting a run of difficult letters when it comes to creature representation in media, but both of the squad members today are kind of fun. 508 more words
You’re having a nightmare, and have to choose between three doors. Pick one, and tell us about what you find on the other side.
There are doors and doors. 801 more words
The violence of the bespectacled Jabberwock was uncounted
It tore apart cabinets, devouring everything
It fractured cliches and upturned zeitgeists
It incited revolts everywhere
The hatted persons tried to calm it, but it said, “no, this must be done; for the children.” 170 more words
Is there a place in the world you never want to visit? Where, and why not?
Not really I suppose. At the moment I would not like to visit the slopes of the Jura mountains. 746 more words