Trolls and Dwarves Have it Out
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sickle_storiesAN: The last line is from TPratchett's Discworld series.
The troll charged through the hedges, club raised, hollering a string of consonants few would be able to imitate. The dwarves turned ‘round slowly. One let go of his red wheelbarrow, another stopped whistling mid-tune. The troll continued to advance on them, a hulking mass like a strone-wall on columns which suddenly decided to wobble forward.
As one, the dwarves raised their pick-axes and gave a battle cry. Surviving witnesses allow for the translation, which is this: “Today is a good day for someone else to die.”
The troll charged through the hedges, club raised, hollering a string of consonants few would be able to imitate. The dwarves turned ‘round slowly. One let go of his red wheelbarrow, another stopped whistling mid-tune. The troll continued to advance on them, a hulking mass like a strone-wall on columns which suddenly decided to wobble forward.
As one, the dwarves raised their pick-axes and gave a battle cry. Surviving witnesses allow for the translation, which is this: “Today is a good day for someone else to die.”
