Drabble: All that Doesn’t Glitter by Gary Cuba

by specklit

K’ral the Barbarian finally figured out how to navigate the revolving doors in front of the First National Bank of Chicago. He strode into the lobby. Sweat glistened on his bare, bulging pectorals.

An attractive wench suddenly appeared at his side. “Good morning, sir. Would you like to open an account?”

“Where is your gold? A wizard majicked me to this odd land, saying I would find untold wealth here. Want gold!”

“No gold here, sir. Only cash, CDs, financial instruments­­…”

“Bah! Methinks I’ve been played for a blasted fool ­­yet again!”

Frowning, K’ral stormed out of the bank.

Author’s note: Which is, to wit, my sarcastic commentary on all dopey S&S books and movies.


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