Nice work, Treepusher.
Treepusher wrote:
As Halloween approaches, the veil between worlds grows thin, and the whisperings in the forest around the Ministry of Mayhem grow louder. I took a break from mopping the Ministry floors and went into the woods, hoping the solitude might freshen my perspective on things. Finding a dry spot under a large oak, I planted myself to do a little pondering, weak and weary.
While visions of sugarplums danced through my head, a familiar if unwelcome voice from the leaves interrupted my pondering (I wasn't asleep, I was just pondering deeply!!!) and began to nag me. Rasputin, the Mad Monk. Back again. Nuts! I thought the Dark Ladies had banished that pest. Obviously their banishment spell needed a little work, because here he was, bigger than life (okay, maybe a little smaller--he was, after all, ensconced in a leaf), and again insisting the Martian should invade Russia.
Hah, as if! His invasion of Rhode Island a couple of years ago was a fiasco (yes, yes, I know he won, but he had to give it back, didn't he?) Not likely he'd take on Russia.
Or would he?
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