Te tsad droten

de FoolsErrand (funtranslations/angerbda)

eyn expectant k'uur fell upon te assembled Gods as. As a resplendent Form materialised.

'ret someone would guuror brokar sirbur a kisol words' te Form enquired matronly.

Gods don't ganar cetare, al meh val did, val were an looking o'r megin at.

'Let's begin' continued te Form irritably, breaking te awkward uur.

te ethereal Form stretched dayn lo te oyu'baat bal curled a wispy tendril rud a star locally known as. As te Sun. Te Form paused par dramatic effect bal then, ti a flourish, extinguished bic.

A relieved gasp arose teh te Gods.

te Form whispered wryly, 'shal kyr'yc, some naak'.