Author: Kurama

At last the Red Queen began. ‘You’ve missed the soup and fish,’ she said. ‘Put on the joint!’   And the waiters set a leg of mutton before Alice, who looked at it   rather anxiously, as she had never had to carve a joint before.   ‘You look a little shy; let me introduce […]

So we just ‘whirl round’. Between jobs with barely. Any time to sleep. We’ve just got to keep going!!!     – it was the black kitten’s fault entirely. – it was the black kitten’s fault entirely.   For the white kitten had been having its face washed by the old cat for the last […]

I heard him then, for I had just Completed my design To keep the Menai bridge from rust By boiling it in wine.   I thanked him much for telling me The way he got his wealth, But chiefly for his wish that he Might drink my noble health.     And now, if e’er […]

Whose look was mild, whose speech was slow, Whose hair was whiter than the snow, Whose face was very like a crow,   With eyes, like cinders, all aglow, Who seemed distracted with his woe, Who rocked his body to and fro, And muttered mumblingly and low,   As if his mouth were full of […]

‘It was a glorious victory, wasn’t it?’ said the White Knight, as he came up panting. ‘I don’t know,’   Alice said doubtfully. ‘I don’t want to be anybody’s prisoner. I want to be a Queen.’   ‘So you will, when you’ve crossed the next brook,’ said the White Knight.   ‘I’ll see you safe […]

‘Elves’ knew. A huge strike was coming. Since ‘Mordor’ threatened. To step up attacks.   On the capital, Kyiv. About a week ago. Many spent nights. In underground shelters.     “For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding […]

“For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.   And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light: In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is […]

“For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.   And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light: In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is […]

“For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.   And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light: In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is […]

“For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.   And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light: In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is […]