Clurichaun, you surly wine thief

33 clurichauns+ Bugger! I saw you last night in our cellar, a wee, stalky shadow near the Pinot Noir. I heard the sound of your greedy lips smacking, slurping, the tap-tap of your tiny hands grasping for more. I thought perhaps that I had enjoyed too much wine, perhaps my eyes and ears were playing tricks. But no. In the sober light of day I have witnessed your drunken aftermath, I have come to realize the ways of you, Clurichaun. But can we make amends? An allegiance of sorts. I offer you a sheep in return for the protection of our precious reserves. What say you? Let us meet in the wine soaked glow of the next full moon. I'll be wearing velvet...

posted 2 Mar 11 in: acres updates, blog   ·   No Comments

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