John-Ryan Smith
Joined April 2024
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Tales of an Eccentric
"Wake up," grumbled the alewife to the patrons who had stayed in her lodging. As she shuffled about the creaking oak floor the lot rose slowly from their beds, many shivering from the frigid morn. She flung open the shutters. The sudden dawn breeze and glow struck one man in the eyes as he attempted to roll over for more rest. The lady kicked the leg of the bed, "I have little patience for those late to god's glory, and even less patience for the supposed learned lot that laze until lugged out to tell the rest what they ought to have done!" These words struck the man more forcefully than the dawn and as such he quickly rose out of bed, disheveled and disoriented.
By John-Ryan Smith10 days ago in Fiction