Twenty Four Frogs
A new year... no doubt we've got any number of tragedies waiting to catch us unawares. My sincerest apologies to you poor unfortunates who've recently found yourselves here. Do try to keep your chins up, though. There's plenty of reason to despair, I suppose...but seeing as we've no way of escaping it, we must try to make the best of things, mmm?
[Puddleglum didn't really have anything against winter. It was the season with Christmas, after all, and no one could complain about Christmas. But it did make doing things outside much harder. He usually tried anyway, cooking over an open fire outside. Adding extra layers before trudging up to the roof to watch the stars. But some days were just too cold for that.
Which is why, tonight, he's using the kitchen to cook up some kind of seafood dish. It's not that it smells bad, per se. If you like seafood, it might even smell pretty good. But, like it or not, there is a distinct, fishy smell that's slowly permeating the entire kitchen (and possibly working its way to other parts of the first floor)]
[Puddleglum didn't really have anything against winter. It was the season with Christmas, after all, and no one could complain about Christmas. But it did make doing things outside much harder. He usually tried anyway, cooking over an open fire outside. Adding extra layers before trudging up to the roof to watch the stars. But some days were just too cold for that.
Which is why, tonight, he's using the kitchen to cook up some kind of seafood dish. It's not that it smells bad, per se. If you like seafood, it might even smell pretty good. But, like it or not, there is a distinct, fishy smell that's slowly permeating the entire kitchen (and possibly working its way to other parts of the first floor)]