The dewy early morning silence was shattered by the
anguished cries of a heartbroken parent. The day had finally arrived when this wretched
and miserable parting could be deferred no longer. Fate, cruel, foul fate, thou
hast weaved such a web of sorrow. No man shouldst ever feel such grief and
misery, yet here we are, the time has come. I brought you into this world with
such tender loving care; the craft knife, the plastic cement, the green stuff,
the acrylic paint and the Quickshade dip. Oh the desolation, the anguish,
brought on by the application of the bubble wrap and the heart-rending screech of the
parcel tape! Oh e-bay! Thou dost rip asunder, thou dost rent apart, thou dost
cause such excruciating tears of lamentation.
Farewell, sweet beast…
Farewell, sweet beast…
The Troll Drummer...
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