Jun 15, 2012

Lady Fortune, of Round and Glassy Face

10 days into the siege, an hourglass materialized before the city gates. No ordinary hourglass but one as tall as an elephant.

Tall and empty.

“A trick,” said the Duke, shivering in his marten furs.
“A distraction,” said the burgomaster.
“An opportunity,” said the drunk wizard, picking his nose.

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