Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 9:46 pm
Three Mugwumps gathered round a triangle of fire on the bare earth. One, in mustard yellow robes, said the seal should remain unbroken. One, in scarlet robes, said the seal should be reaffirmed for the year to come. One, in royal blue robes, disagreed. One brought pure gold to offer. One brought red wine. One brought a skink. While they debated, the triangle faded into a glowing rectangular pupil. And an abysmal chasm formed and swallowed the three, including the gold, wine and skink. Their sacrifice accepted, the followers of Zuprunk, the god intolerant of philosophic knobs, ran off tittering.