The Orcish Queen raised high her glass
(No easy feat:
Orcs make glasses out of
Glass golem meat.)
“I propose a toast!”
she said, “You all
(or some of you) know
What it’s for, if you recall.”
Indeed they knew. The custom
(or really: “excuse”)
Was for the Queen to raise a glass
And the Executioner raise a noose…
Written by:Jeff Mach
Jeff Mach is an author, playwright, event creator, and certified Villain. He'd love for you to check out patreon.com/jeffmach for his favorite work (it's almost all free!) He's currently working on the Great Catskills Halloween Vendor Market and The Big Dark Lord Dwarf Novel. You can get his last novel, "I HATE YOUR Prophecy", or his increasingly large selection of other peculiar books of shortt fiction. If you'd like to talk more to Jeff, or if you're simply a Monstrous Creature yourself, stop by @darklordjournal on X or The Dark Lord Journal on Facebook.