The Realms of a Fantastical Mind

As many of my readers know, I'm a Dungeons and Dragons player.  Have been for the last 15 years.  I game to escape reality. I game to feel like I'm in another world able to do fantastical things.  I game to gain inspiration. Yet, the REAL reason why I game, is the random things that come out of my friends, and my mouth. Such as: "Ah, the very uncommon guard rat, comes now in hordes." "Everyone get out your D20s, its almost Initiative time." "Where there's a will save, there's a way." "I pull out my dagger. I never leave home without it." "You're about to die, roll for death magic." "If you're not back by morning, you're probably rat food." "If you wish to join with the hacking and slashing, come on in." "Laying on of hands? You just like touching people, I'm starting to feel left out. Damn high AC." "How much damage do you do to the door with one kick...

She waited, looking out over the pond between bushes.  She knew it would come again, the dragon always stopped here to take a sip before going off to where ever it was that dragons fly to.  She kept herself still as the whoosh of leathery wings stirred the otherwise calm air. It was there, a small blue dragon with barely any spikes as of yet.  A male from what she could tell, the three horn crowned on his head showed her so. The small beach was wide enough for him to sit on as he lowered his head for the drink. The huntress poised herself for the pounce, waiting for the right moment.  The dragon's musk filled her nostrils, turning her stomach.  She held in her growl as she crept closer.  He moved a bit, perhaps sensing her presence, or just getting a better tongue full of water, either way, time was up. She leaped from her hiding place, aiming true for his shoulders where the spikes had not yet grown in. "What i...

Yesterday was quite the stressful experience.  Everyone who has kids, knows the dangers of the two year old.  They are fearless beasts who will do things that will make your heart stop.  They will climb heights that were not meant to be climbed.  They will get into things that were securely put away, and they will go places that will put them in danger.  This is the world of the two-year-old.  To explore and to drive their parents into a frenzy. My children have all passed that stage, thank the goddess.  However, my niece has been in that stage since she could climb, and being so much like my sister, she probably wont be out of that stage until her teens.  She is an adorable peanut who would win the heart of even the hardest heart. Yesterday she pulled off her trademarked dash at my house.  (It was a pet cemetery rerun in the making) I live in a fairly busy city, right on the main road.  She ran straight down...