Jan. 13th, 2012

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So, I was hurrying along a river-side path, which mainly consisted of wooden plank walkways and stairs, trying desperately to get to the statue of Morgthar, God of Storms, before the daleks behind me caught up.

My aim was to present him with an offering of three eggs (just normal, raw, fragile chicken eggs I was trying not to break in my rush) in an attempt persuade him to intervene and destroy the daleks' ship.  I seemed fairly confident that this would work.


I do worry sometimes.

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