The crucible could feel itself melt at the sight of the funnel's slim, long neck. But it was doomed -- doomed to everlasting heat while the funnel helped to distill exquisite coolants.
The bronze-alloy penny, smoothed by many hands and scarred by other small change, slid against the smooth silveryness of the tenpenny piece. It longed for the slender, untarnished hardness of the more valuable coin. Soon, one or the other of them would be spent ...
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Date: 2002-06-14 07:57 am (UTC)Am doomed to life of manic laughter and even more manic slashing on very edges of sanity.
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Date: 2002-06-14 08:30 am (UTC)Also: see below (Gloriamundi joins the madness, mwuahaha!).
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Date: 2002-06-14 08:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-06-14 09:42 am (UTC)