Early Christmas Present!

I wrote a silly short story to accompany the pics...consider it an early Christmas present (or perhaps a lump of coal for your stocking). Ho Ho Ho!

Overwhelmed by a fiery rage, we advanced with an uncontrollable urgency; a thirst for battle. Once the enemy was revealed, the blood instantly rushed from our brains, leaving us temporarily blinded. Our jaws began flapping wildly from side to side, firmly pounding against our faces, as well as against the faces of those flanking us…

...With excessive amounts of drool pouring down around us, it became difficult to stay on our feet...before long a number of us were even further hindered - tripping up on our very own dangling, lifeless tongues...

...Most of us ended up falling forward, impaled on our own swords, and our once fierce war cries were now barely audible...soon, little more than a pathetic whimpering was heard, in concert with the gurgling of blood from the throats of fading lives…

The pictures above came our way thanks to the keen eye and steady hand of photographer Moses G. Marquez!