“What is Granoldi doing?”
“He’s giving you the finger.”
“The finger? What in Heaven’s name, is he doing with that?”
“It appears that he pocketed it just before we put the hag into the cart.”
“Oh” said Tobias blankly, remembering that the grave was well and truly sealed over with a special layer of hardened lime, that had been poured over the top for good measure.
“Best give it to me then.” he said rather thanklessly.
Granoldi looked hurt.
“He tries his best.” Murmur defended the old bear to the agitated Monk.
“I have no time for this comedy,” complained Murmur, “and I do not understand why Francis insists on their inclusions.”
“Nor do I, yet perhaps it is for the merit of their innocence Brother? There is a chance that the animals’ simplicity may teach us, and no matter anyways, for it is surely our common duty to care for the least of us.”
“And yet it has been argued, that the beast’s nature may bring us down into their lowly habits. That their very scent and whine afflicts our higher beings? What say you to that?”
Tobias thought for a moment, looked over at Granoldi, and then answered defiantly on his friend’s behalf, “Piff and piddle, is what I say. Piff and piddle.”
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
“He’s giving you the finger.”
“The finger? What in Heaven’s name, is he doing with that?”
“It appears that he pocketed it just before we put the hag into the cart.”
“Oh” said Tobias blankly, remembering that the grave was well and truly sealed over with a special layer of hardened lime, that had been poured over the top for good measure.
“Best give it to me then.” he said rather thanklessly.
Granoldi looked hurt.
“He tries his best.” Murmur defended the old bear to the agitated Monk.
“I have no time for this comedy,” complained Murmur, “and I do not understand why Francis insists on their inclusions.”
“Nor do I, yet perhaps it is for the merit of their innocence Brother? There is a chance that the animals’ simplicity may teach us, and no matter anyways, for it is surely our common duty to care for the least of us.”
“And yet it has been argued, that the beast’s nature may bring us down into their lowly habits. That their very scent and whine afflicts our higher beings? What say you to that?”
Tobias thought for a moment, looked over at Granoldi, and then answered defiantly on his friend’s behalf, “Piff and piddle, is what I say. Piff and piddle.”
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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