Knight and Day

Reads: 414  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a bad story. It is absolutely terrible. You have been forewarned.

Submitted: September 25, 2013

A A A | A A A

Submitted: September 25, 2013

A A A

A A A


Night came like an ejaculating penis, and with it a torrent of mid-December snow, sparying the tall oaks of the Laynxer forest.

"Blarhh", vommited Sir Valentoras, swaying drunkenly on his saddle like a mounted ballerina but less graceful.

"Urgghhh." he elaborated, then promptly fell off his destrier, who whinied in glee and galloped off into the distance.

 

"Is he always like that?" asked Sir Hawthede, his face twisted a mixture of wonder and disgust.

"Yes, but you insult my friend for askingg that you shall pay" and the unnamed knight swiftly beheaded Sir Hawthede and that was that. Blood leached down into the pile of vomit forming something that a postmodern artist might paint.

 

Day followed like a tame dog, and the rising then shone upon unnamed the knight, hence the name of the story.

 

 

 

 


© Copyright 2020 ThatsInky. All rights reserved.

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Add Your Comments: