Scrambled eggs, but not that kind
- Decinaty
- Jul 18, 2015
- 1 min read
“Scrambled eggs?” Dawnhammer head came in the curtain. “Like food?’
“I don’t know what is going on. She’s yelling absurdities, all I know is that it’s not towards me.” Niah didn’t bother looking away from his game.
“Yes scrambled eggs,” Decinaty growled “These guys have the intelligence of scrambled chicken menstruation.”
“Snowcloak?” Dawnhammer asked?
“Aurum Vale.” Niah suggested
“Thornmarch ex. You stupid idiot, do not whack the fucking king right now!”
“Mommy, are you okay?” a child’s voice came from behind Dawnhammer.
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