weary was the body. the soul and the mind. as we fueled up the tank -for thy stallion. continued we traveled. -and far was the distance. for in the brite -sun of the morn. we heard chirps of sweet birds. we past hills of green, mountainous cliffs. nwhic the puff from the clouds- was gentle and the breeze kind.

thou has saitheth nothing- since we left my dear friend! in thy stomach -does worry dance. along with a case of unsettled nerves? thy is more than excited with pompous! to see the Queen of Loverly.
no don't worry bout me bro. hell -im more than ready! meeting the queen is a hell of a big deal bro! jus a little tired is all. three days worth of traveling. I mean bro come on! who wouldn't be tired. hey you cool. aaah- do you need me to take over driving.
nay i- saith. thy was jus checking- to see if you were ok. knowledge of will. will from thy strength. -and thy strength grants thee courage. that's what keeps me goin- my friend. knowing thy queen- will hire us as mercenaries. I hope thy is ready for the task. -and to do thy bidding!
I do believe thy horse -quench with thirst. thy has to pull over AGAIN to get more gas...... ..... .... FUCKETH!

short story by:
*blue