Gandalf’s coffee was swirling rapidly in his cup, and his plate dropped loudly onto the alabaster table.
It was a beautiful table - pristine white with veins of real gold patterning through it.
“Should have put down a covering cloth” Puck thought to himself annoyed at the mess all over it.
Gand’s pale blue eyes were almost as white as his hair, and were watering constantly. Goober was concerned the old fellow was crying, but could not tell.“All I can see now is the past” the sage confided.
“When I meditate, or reflect, when I ponder yon … when I try to cast thought into what may become … all I can see is the past, and I am deadlocked. It is as though some unsavoury spell has fixed my mind upon itself.”
“What is the very last thing you remember?” Puck asked.
“Cherry Juice.” the Wizard said flatly.
“Cherry Juice?”
“Yes, Cherry Juice as it spilt nigh.”
Seconds later the urn central to the meal started friskily rocking, only to then topple, spilling out and onto the table top in purple pools.
“I see” said Puck. “How's about we take our nightcap in the study?”
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
It was a beautiful table - pristine white with veins of real gold patterning through it.
“Should have put down a covering cloth” Puck thought to himself annoyed at the mess all over it.
Gand’s pale blue eyes were almost as white as his hair, and were watering constantly. Goober was concerned the old fellow was crying, but could not tell.“All I can see now is the past” the sage confided.
“When I meditate, or reflect, when I ponder yon … when I try to cast thought into what may become … all I can see is the past, and I am deadlocked. It is as though some unsavoury spell has fixed my mind upon itself.”
“What is the very last thing you remember?” Puck asked.
“Cherry Juice.” the Wizard said flatly.
“Cherry Juice?”
“Yes, Cherry Juice as it spilt nigh.”
Seconds later the urn central to the meal started friskily rocking, only to then topple, spilling out and onto the table top in purple pools.
“I see” said Puck. “How's about we take our nightcap in the study?”
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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