Book3:WereMyDreamIs

oshootMedusa?Thenwhatareyougoingtousethemagicswordfor?”Thebarbarianwarriorusedhishandtomaketheshapeofahornoopofhisheadandthenmadeacirclewithhishandsahemonhisforeheadtoindicateahugeeye.Thenhemadeacuttingmotionwithhishand.“YoingtobeheadCyclops,too?”Angrybeyondtrol,RichardgrabbedtheknifefromJamazandsaid,“Well,youpeoplearereallyanastypieceofSh1T!Whydon’tIjustkillyhthere?”Raisingtheswordhewasabouttostrikedowhebarbarianwarriorscaredoutofhiswitsbeganstutteringnervouslythewords“m-m-m-Medusa…..hiteFairy…”Mr.KaffeequicklystoppedRichardsaying,

    “Justamoment,Richard.HeseemstoknowMedusaandWhiteFairyandwanttotellthemsomethiakehimtoseethehere’snotimetobelost.Let’ssetoutatonce.Ifwetarry,itmaybetoote…”