Daily OpusEverything I write is freely rebloggable. Just keep the source and tell people about my books :D [Until I decide otherwise, my pronouns are Ze/Hir/Hirself. As in "Ze went to the shops to get hir medication hirself". Thank you for the respect.]
Scout:
Sire! The enemy forces fill the field like rows of corn!
King:
[Looking through telescope] Oh yes, and I see it's full of un-popped Colonels.