torsdag den 6. januar 2011

The Orb

    Jonathan Phrase threw the orb to Jax who promptly dropped it. It bounced once, twice. Jonathan Phrase looked at Jax.

    "Really?" he said. "Really, Jax?"

    "Sorry," Jax said and picked up the orb. He turned it over in his hands, staring intently. After a few moments he held it out to Jonathan. "See?" he said. "Not even a scratch. It's gonna take more than a little fall to break this fucker, old man."

    Jonathan Phrase smacked him on the head with the end of his staff. "That's for cursing," he said. He smacked him again. "And that's for calling me old."

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