It is with a heavy heart and a burdened soul, that I must bring with me on this woefully frigid morning, news of a personal loss that can only be described as biblical; my beard has been burnt away by the very flames that have been created to bring warmth, comfort, and protection to this family. Even now, my head is spinning, grasping at reality, trying to cope with the smell and feel of burnt hair on my face. Never before have I faced such deception, such overwhelming betrayal. I swear before God, and all that is clean and right and beautiful in this world, that I will do everything in my limited human power, to salvage what I can. And as for you, Wood Burner, you deceptive snake, you destroyer of hopes and dreams, I grant you vindication so that you may live on - fulfilling your righteous duty of warming our home. But as long as the sun rises and sets, so long as the winds of the north howl, as long as the babies of the world laugh and the birds of the air fly and the men of this world continue to grow their own epic beards, I shall never forget what you stole from me.
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 11:42:57 +0000
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