Thirteen years of coffee and commentary. Tridecaphobes, beware.

Tell Me a Story


“Tell me a story,” she says, her eyes bright in the light of the campfire.
“About a pirate ship with crimson sails, billowing in a gale…”

“Theirs is a hard course,” I reply, “set for them by so ancient a whale,
As boggles the imagination. As old as the sun and stars, it steers them
Through shoals of comets, luring them to certain doom
Like a siren. It is an unhappy tale.”

“Unless you’re the whale,” she observes, edging closer to the flames.

“Tell me a story,” she says, batting her long lashes.
“About orcs and trolls on calliopes, and pterodactyls on the wing…”

“They caravan to war together, in service of so dread a king,
That mountains quake to hear his name. Slighted by a raging angel,
He’s doomed to test his mettle against the furnace of Hell
And Heav’n combined. It is a fraught thing.”

“Oh, but the songs folk would sing,” she murmurs, her gaze enchanting.

“Tell me a story,” she says, wrapping her coils around me.
“About an errant bard and a bronze dragon, on dark and stormy eve…”

“He sought shelter from a blinding tempest— ”

“Nevermind,” she says, and licks her lips. “I know how that story ends.”

Author: deCadmus

Doug Cadmus is a usability guy, writer and sometime dramatist who moved to Vermont for the coffee, where he's the Web Guy for Green Mountain Coffee Roasters. When not writing, reading, or tapping out haiku-like Twitter posts, he roasts coffee in his garage.

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