20

Donatello stood with Cristiano in the garden.

  • Donatello stood with Cristiano in the garden. The one with the lavish fountain and the abundance of flowers and stone walkways. "Join us, Cristiano," Donatello said. Mystified,
  • Donatello replied, "But why, Cristiano? are thou coming apart?" Donatello sniffed a rose and Cristiano drew his sword. He detested punsters and their dreary wit.
  • "Have at thee, knave!" Cristiano shouted, lunghing for Donatello, who was armed only with a rose. Donatello sidestepped the blow and tickled Cristiano under the chin.
  • but his lunghing blow had caused Cristiano's lung to invert.so he wasn't in a position to laugh when Donatello tickled him. When he ribbed Cristiano some more, he dislocated his
  • Shoulder and ended up in a body brace. It was painful to see his black eyes.they should have known better than to do this on the subway. People stared at them, wondering, what are
  • they thinking? At the same time, the other passengers stared right back and wondered what was going through their minds.
  • Finally an accountant errant from Poughkeepsie stepped forward & unloaded on the lot. There was no need to wonder what he was thinking. He was laying it all out. His frenzied eyes
  • took in the scene. He was terrified. "I'm not evil", he said, "just a little off-course." He turned around and faced
  • the wall, the scared look seemingly plastered on his face. "I don't know how I got here though, it just... sorta happened." He stared, eyes seeing past the wall in front of him.
  • Then suddenly it become clear. The shimmering glitter sea infront of him, the recognisable beach. He had been here before, in 1975.

0 Comments

Want to leave a comment?

Sign up!