Monday, May 05, 2008

Not Funny


“Did you see that black bird in the shop this morning?” Devious sat on one of the high stools in the scriptorium and began to unwrap his lunch. “Looked tasty.”

“Yeah.” John put down his quill pen, picked up a salt shaker and sprinkled white sand over the ink on the page. He held the paper up to the light, the sand sliding off into the gutter attached to the desk. “It was a raven. They taste foul, actually.”

Devious bit into his sandwich. “What was a raven doing in a bookshop?”

“Looking for a writing desk.”



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2 comments:

Juliette M said...

HA! Loving your work.

Also amused by the raven tasting 'foul' - (is a raven technically a fowl?) it's very funny.

Devious is such fun.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Alas, only gallinaceous birds are considered to be fowl, but I'm glad you appreciated the pun :)

John is actually Devious' talented son, but his brother Delirious tends to spend more time in the shop harassing Julie.