The Dead Bugger Land
Steve Ertwink
Nascense, I ain’t seen nothin so bewdiful in a long time, standin up near some high an’ mighty Lord and his sheila, Surveyin the land and savourin’ the sheer pleasure, stunnin’ absolutely stunnin’ mates, fer as far as the eye could see.
Sounds good eh? Too right its good, only one problem fellas… the dead buggers.
Ere I am, ready ta traverse the wilds, tangle with hatchlin’s and ‘elp Shadowleets give birth, yet smack in front of me, in this amazin’ land some of ya call ‘ome, lies the dead ‘uns. Them cute lil chimeras to the huge ‘ecklers , all lying in death .. clutchin their miserable loots.
Ya know people, every now and then ya gotta kill one of natures lil miracles, strewth I ain’t innocent of it either, one of them lil whipper snappers get’s too friendly and it’s gotta be done, like that one time when me mate figured it'd be a laugh ta stick hes 'ead inta the mouth of this sleepin Blubag, was kinda funny till it ate im. Blimey that was a close one, nearly peed me pants an all, but thanks to me stick, I poked the bluey dead.
Respect. Ya gotta ‘ave it. Ya need something from the critter to survive, ya take it, if it's chewin yer 'arm off, then kill it, but give and take mates, it’s a give an’ take world ya know? You take, but give them critters a decent sendin off. Don’t be hackin off a Silvertails ‘orn then leavin the body fer the ‘hungry predators to gorge on. It just ain’t right. Ya use all the beasties offer ya and let them die in peace.
Cause a land of dead buggers lyin all over the ground, decay'in like me grans teeth, ain’t a land that stays bewdiful forever.
I’m Steve Ertwink
Burier of the dead.
From the Editor: We at the IRRK are happy as always to host Mr. Ertwink during his time on Rubi-ka, and now in the metaphysical realm of the Shadowlands. Remember to catch his new episodes, and re-runs alike on your local Edu-tainment Grid Channel.