THE SAGA OF ARIALA'S AWESOME RUBBER SPOON. DO NOT READ WHILE ALONE!!
My face assumed a deathly pallor, when I saw the lady, Ariala, rubber spoon in dainty hand, stalking through the Blogit land. Honest! “ Hist!” I gasped, “ Can she see us?” But she was stalking Odysseus; and she cast ne’er a glance at us, so why did we make such a fuss? I wonder. By the light of the gibbous moon, I saw Ariala’s awesome spoon; swinging hard, swinging fast, as that lady wandered past. Clearly. I could smell her hot ire burning: sense the rage within her churning; in her eyes I saw... Sign in to see full entry.