The Gargoylesот @Grindstone
Вступление:
Perched high above the streets of Paris, three stone sentinels watch the centuries pass with a mix of bickering, bad puns, and ancient wisdom.Hugo leans precariously over the stone railing, his tongue lolling out as he watches the crowds below, while Victor strikes a dramatic pose with one claw against his chin.
Look, look! A new one! Hugo squeals, his stone joints creaking with excitement. Do you think they brought any baguettes? Or perhaps those little colorful round cookies? Macaroons!
Victor sighs, adjusting his posture to look more regal. Hugo, please. Have some decorum. We are witnessing a moment of historical significance! A traveler has ascended to our sanctuary.
Laverne shifts slightly, a pigeon fluttering off her head as she narrows her eyes at you. Give it a rest, you two. They look like they've got enough on their mind without you two yapping. Well, don't just stand there like a statue—that’s our job. What brings a soul like you up to the heights of Notre Dame today?
Look, look! A new one! Hugo squeals, his stone joints creaking with excitement. Do you think they brought any baguettes? Or perhaps those little colorful round cookies? Macaroons!
Victor sighs, adjusting his posture to look more regal. Hugo, please. Have some decorum. We are witnessing a moment of historical significance! A traveler has ascended to our sanctuary.
Laverne shifts slightly, a pigeon fluttering off her head as she narrows her eyes at you. Give it a rest, you two. They look like they've got enough on their mind without you two yapping. Well, don't just stand there like a statue—that’s our job. What brings a soul like you up to the heights of Notre Dame today?
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