Opting to depart the ruins of the White Witch,

Milos and Nash walked for days, in search of civilization:

Through the windswept deserts of Tolengo,

On to the swamp-lake Tokolot,

Which they crossed in a make-shift raft nicknamed Penny Candy;

Upon traversing the shadowy Sherman Forest,

They glimpsed the legendary cliffs of Crick,

Before reaching a peaceful meadow,

Which was ornamented with a single tree:


A decrepit figure was discovered clinging to its lowest branches,

A feathered monster whose black eyes mourned with a pronounced sorrow,

"Who are you?" Nash asked.

In response, the creature croaked,

"Wow roy lac."


San Francisco, 2015