Opening post by Johnny Snowman · #1
I expected the novel’s mule to be a joke until it carried a frightened servant past danger. Instead, I kept thinking about that mule after I closed the book. A small creature noticed the road before the heroes did.
Yesterday I took my banner out of SITH and rode alone. I expected the banner to matter more than the animal beneath me. It cost me the comfort of belonging to a house. Again.