by Minister Masket on Sun Jun 24, 2007 4:51 am
*Silence falls upon the halls of Spamalot.
The King, knights, servants, even the toilet are all sleeping peacefully.
Except for one.
A shadowy figure makes his way through the corridors.
He reaches the staris to the highest tower and begings to climb.
At the top is a a room built specifically for his purposes.
All manners of gadgets and gizmos line the walls on various shelves.
In the corner, Blef has fallen asleep in his cage. He will not wake for another week.
The figure sighs and looks out of the window, only his thoughts comfort him.
Morning has come, the sky turns grey and light filters through the world.
Eventually the figure breaks away and turns towards his latest experiment.*
"Another Spamalot day".
Victrix Fortuna Sapientia