“Don’t you think the Sprites dying on this beach are becoming darker somehow,” observed Jelly.
“Sprites used to be so fun,” sighed Cuttle. “I met one the other day that was slaughtered by a crochet hook wielding nutter.”
“Quango, the crochet killer,” chimed in Parrotfish. “A murderer who’d always follow a pattern.”
Two extra shout outs today. First goes to Bruce Campbell (not the one who fought the Evil Dead) of BeachDaze. Second to Devina of Hot Chocolate and Books and Poets Corner who did an awesome job of tidying my GoodReads page. Both of them have hit me up with a $10 Patreon pledge. Cheers, folks. You’re awesome.