Dovecote

Somehow Super Beings had breached the reality barrier and entered the magical land of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  Much of their conversation was drowned out by the flowing waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving; but the Face of Everyman was convinced that they planned to erect a 700 unit Dovecote on this very site.  The venerable sage tried to grasp what that meant to his life style.  Right now he couldn’t deal with ten stupid Pigeons; let alone untold numbers.  He felt a headache coming on.  Perhaps he should treat it as: Fake News.

Advertisements