GOT2: Terryon's Gun

VII

Brian Stork the Red Raven had finally drifted off to sleep after being completely shattered. He had walked for hundreds of miles in his mind but had actually been carted about by his giant Harold or pulled in a ratty sled by his girlfriend. Bron used his mind repeatedly to tell the White King where to get off. He burned sombies with brain and was sad when the green children were all buried in the cave of the raven.

He woke up in his dream and could use his legs as usual. Brane wasn't looking at the past this time, this time he was seeing things that will happen if he isn't bloody careful. First, he saw a yellow haired armies marching through the deserts of Spain (they were crying money). Then he saw a towering wolf with a sword of black steel fighting a toothy old fish. Finally, he swooped down into a stone office where a whole bunch of people were having a boring meeting. There was a bald man in a dress, a knight, and a beautiful Princess with a head of white hair and a nice face. Outside the office there were tonnes of cowboys, Iraqis and burglars. Brant got closer and realised they were having an argument. '£50 a go is not enough to charge to use that thing Terry! Come on!' howled the bald bastard. 'He's right Tarrant, you are clever a lot of the time but this time you are really getting my goat'. This was the beautiful princess, but she was being rude and angry. The small man went mental at them all and started waving a long metal stick at them. 'See this? You see? You know it's brilliant and you know what it can do. But we can't price ourselves out of the market. I know loads of folk who'll pay £50. And they'll tell their friends and so on'. The other members of the gang seemed to be getting the picture and Brian went to leave but suddenly wanted to touch the Queen. He reached out and as he grazed her cheek lightly she turned and said 'Brad, I can see you'. Brin screamed and did a piss.