Sunday, November 18, 2007


THE DARKNESS BEHIND THEM. It's hard to see; the moon is behind clouds now. But the wind whistles. And the waves pound. And suddenly it's all gone ominous.
INGIO, FEZZIK, AND VIZZINI squinting back, trying desperately to see. At this moment, they are all holding their breaths. THE DARKNESS BEHIND THEM. And there's still nothing to be seen. It's still ominous. Only now it's eerie too. Then -- The moon slips through and -- Inigo was right -- something is very much there. A sailboat. Black. With a great billowing sail. Black. It's a good distance behind them, but it's coming quickly, closing the gap.

INIGO, FEZZIK, AND VIZZINI staring at the other boat.

VIZZINI (explaining with as much logic as he can muster) Probably some local fisherman out for a pleasure cruise at night through eel-infested waters.

...Hehe, good times! This is from a loooong time ago, but it's well-worth the memories...


Curt and Jen said...

Wow. There's still life in this otherwise dead page. Although, it's strange, absurd, bizarre life.


Ruth said...

Anyone who doesn't recognize "The Princess Bride" when it smacks them in the face leads a "strange, absurd, bizarre life..." I mean that in the best way possible, of course :D

Anonymous said...

LOL! :D Love it! Anybody want a peanut?
Mrs. R