affame_le_geant_dandelion_desire fyn gula frau werzenwozen made little or no response to the music puppertwinkle broadcasted as if it was the buzzing of yellow-jacketed bees or the rolling of a distant sea. she played her records perpetually. it was only the storm that brought her mix to a temporary pause. puppertwinkle licked the salty tears from saumboo's face as outside the cart the dandelion urged frau werzenwozen to install the harness on him. she seemed hesitant. "go ahead," he said, with dramatic exhuberance. "i can pull this silly ass cart. it's light, especially since all the other human flowers are dead but me." "but you lack zee shoulders, sunny boy," frau werzenwozen said. she seemded pleased by his alacrity. when she released the harness, the spegnere's lifeless body slumped awkwardly to the only ground cleared of dead birds. "come on," the dandelion pressed her. he grabbed the harness from her hands and slipped into it. "buckle me in baby. let's get a move on before that monster appears in the fucking flesh." whether it was the mention of the word monster or the zeal by which the dandelion lobbied his cause, she hooked the brass clasps and cinched the leather straps as tight as they could go for his skinny body surely demanded it. it fit the spegnere perfectly for a beardless gnome had custom made it but on the dandelion it looked ridiculous. she couldn't help but chuckle. even puppertwinkle giggled inconspicuously. tragedy may hang thick in the air around us, although laughter keeps us from killing ourselves. the dandelion smiled and raised an eyebrow. "is this any better?" he asked, and as if by magic his bald head sprouted an entire new head of puffball seeds. he spread his leaf arms out like a male bird in a mating dance, an attempt to appear bigger than he was. it made frau werzenwozen laugh even harder. this time puppertwinkle couldn't hide it. he busted a gut. "i'll show you!" the dandelion yelled, and he yanked forward with all his strength to pull the cart... jesus, mary, and joseph! a terrible thing happened then. 020529 what's it to you? who go blather from