|05-05-2007, 11:32 PM||#151|
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: between the click of the light and the start of the dream
once upon a time...
some time last week
..on a dark and stormy night
Jules suddenly opened the door to the kitchen and dropped a meatball in the piping hot cabbage soup that was sitting on the hearth.
And as he watched that meatball slowly bob and turn amongst the cabbage froth, he thought that just maybe his life wasn't going to be one big cliché after all.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"It's open!" he shouted.
In walked a large burly fellow wearing a mackintosh and a brightly colored hat, “es dis der kemmist?” he mumbled.
"Does is look like a chemist?" retorted Jules, growing impatient with his difficulties in extracting a particularly elusive meatball.
"Vell," the man said, "id zertainly schmells like der Kemmist's."
Before he finished his words, Jules notice an odd little creature peeking from behind the man's drenched cloak. It was child like in size, spindly, large eyes and in the dark shadows of the large man’s mass appeared strange looking, it's face trailing echos of youth and old age as it moved.
"Ummm, well I'm afraid it is not the chemists" Jules replied a bit less tersely. "But perhaps... if you wished, however, you and ah... you might like to come in for a moment?"
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