Down the mouse troll
Another 'where did Olaf go?' ficlet. Just a 50 word half drabble and I'm not even going to bother putting it behind a cut.
The Brain turned to his companion. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
Olaf’s brows lowered. “I think so, puny Brain, but where are we going to get lands and dwellings to pillage, crops to burn, fragrant ale, plump babies, and attractive females for merry sport at this time of night?”
Down the Mouse Troll
The Brain turned to his companion. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
Olaf’s brows lowered. “I think so, puny Brain, but where are we going to get lands and dwellings to pillage, crops to burn, fragrant ale, plump babies, and attractive females for merry sport at this time of night?”