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Harold and Brian were bantering in the care-free give and take common among warriors. Their journey through the spring-time wood was pleasant, the sun was on their faces, and the forest was full of the tweets and twitters of the birds.
Suddenly they were interrupted by a loud achoo from the roadside. There stood a middle-aged wizard, dabbing his eyes with a handkerchief.
“Sorry to startle you, Gentlemen,” the robed figure said. “I hate this time of year. It’s the pollen, you know.”
“No worries, Friend,” Harold replied.
“Unfortunately, Gentlemen I will need to relieve you of your money pouches?” the magician said half apologetically.
Over my dead . . .” Brian began reaching for his sword.
There was a sudden zap from the man’s wand, and a toad sat perched on Brian’s saddle where the warrior had been seated only a moment before.
“Now, about those money pouches,” the man said nodding to Harold.
Padre
Saturday Mix – Sound Bite, 13 April 2019
Use these three onomatopoeia are:
- zap
- tweet
- achoo
I like the tale. 🙂
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