Sunday, November 22, 2009

Saint Of A Stone Heart

As Mandy and I patrolled the quarters on a cool, fall eve, we heard a faint voice, a tender whisper; could it be "The Orso Sign"? The whisper grew louder, loud enough that we both came to a halt, and listened to a stone statue.

Statue: Take heed my fellow animals, for a truck of a great value shall cross the two rivers, and enter into the heart of "The Family".

The Tank: I feel like I've met you before, or seen you soemwhere before...

Statue: I get that all the time, we all have twins I guess.

Mandy: I never knew statues could talk?

Statue: And I never knew dogs could talk, I resent that by the way, my stone heart bleeds just like...Anyways, listen carefully to these intructions, this is one valuable truck, and Mr. Shadowcaster will except nothing but perfection on this mission.

Mandy: Have you always been here?

Statue: Just as the stone and soil of the earth. Now listen, the truck will be carrying-

The Tank: Please not Charlee Bears!

Statue: Here, come in closer, you never know whose listening. Afterall, I am "The Orso Sign", your uncle is one weird bear. Anyways, the truck will be carrying...

Benny "The Tank"

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