Literature
The Great Grabbing Grandure
The wind was bitter and unforgiving. The night, black hearted. We sought shelter. The dwellings were numerous, and posed no threat. Why we chose the great palace I could not tell you, and will never dare question our reasoning again, not after the battle that ensued. This was a fateful night and tragedy was inevitable. Good thing we go against the grain.
This is our story.
We were fleeing the Mall of the Palmed Desert where an obviously tormented and annoyed guard had just escorted us out. Being forcefully removed from a marketplace is never fun, but what we were doing to cause the disturbance was. Our destination was far North, over the pe