It was a dark and stormy night….no, no, that’s been done.
On a fine day in the spring of ’97…… nope.
Once upon a…….dammit.
Long ago and far away…. In a galaxy?
There was a boy. There was a girl. (Or the native equivalent).
There was blood, there was gore. There were trials and tribulations.
He loved her. She loved him. (They were remarkably slow to realise it).
They parted in sorrow and languished apart.
They flung caution to the winds – in short “Reader, she married him”. (Or the native equivalent).
The end.
Harder than it looks, this storytelling lark.
On a fine day in the spring of ’97…… nope.
Once upon a…….dammit.
Long ago and far away…. In a galaxy?
There was a boy. There was a girl. (Or the native equivalent).
There was blood, there was gore. There were trials and tribulations.
He loved her. She loved him. (They were remarkably slow to realise it).
They parted in sorrow and languished apart.
They flung caution to the winds – in short “Reader, she married him”. (Or the native equivalent).
The end.
Harder than it looks, this storytelling lark.
