“Nevermore shall ye need to make the Queen laugh, Sire. And nevermore shall thy name be Sag-amore, or ‘limp love’ in Anglo-Italian. Nay! Thy ‘curse’ shall become like this sword: straight and true. And ye shall be known throughout the land as ‘His High-ness,’ if thou catchest my drift.”
I have a lawn gnome that looks more realistic than that tree-stump of a wizard. And about that shrunken-headed queen … Oh Dean Morrissey, quite the hack cover art job. I’ll give it a Good Show Sir “10″ just on principle.
Take up the Sword of Sagamore!
Send forth ye wizard short,
With arms three yards to the inch,
To the waist-legged king’s court;
To wait in robes of citrine,
On royal call and beck–
The microcephalic queen,
His Highness with no neck.
Wait. Shadow of Wizard falls at a different angle than every other shadow. He has obviously mastered Optical Diffuson and Refraction Illusion Magick. Which means we only think we are seeing a flat, lifeless, poorly done cover in a painful color pallette. If we could penetrate the brilliant Couvre ala Crappe spell he cast, why, oh my, it must be spectacular!