Morgen
Morgen raises his eyebrows and tilts his head slightly in complete agreement. 'Gourds were shit, I'll give y'that. Damn tasty though.' Not necessarily an optimist by any means, the wrangler was more of a make-the-best-out-of-a-bad-sitationist. And if that meant eating gourd-flavoured everything for the better part of a year, so be it.
Wrinkling his nose a touch but not arguing, the wrangler reaches out for the rag. Giving it a few shakes and startling the colt even more, Morgen turns and makes shhhhing noises toward the unicorn as ties the rag over its eyes. More or less blinded now, though it remained completely alert, it was forced to lean both literally and metaphorically on the wrangler. 'Ain't you heard? There's a brothel here now.' Morgen says, but it's in a low and soothing voice as he begins to lead the colt toward the ramp.
'Bet they paid you more'n they did me.' The wrangler grunts before taking the first few steps up the ramp and trying to convince the colt to do the same.
Wrinkling his nose a touch but not arguing, the wrangler reaches out for the rag. Giving it a few shakes and startling the colt even more, Morgen turns and makes shhhhing noises toward the unicorn as ties the rag over its eyes. More or less blinded now, though it remained completely alert, it was forced to lean both literally and metaphorically on the wrangler. 'Ain't you heard? There's a brothel here now.' Morgen says, but it's in a low and soothing voice as he begins to lead the colt toward the ramp.
'Bet they paid you more'n they did me.' The wrangler grunts before taking the first few steps up the ramp and trying to convince the colt to do the same.
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get
But you only want the ones that you can't get
