Fairies and Ferrys

16 07 2009

There are ferries and there are fairies.  Large, rolling ships and tiny, twittering creatures.

 

So, it becomes clear when speaking about either that whomever is speaking, explains.

 

“Ferry,” said the Contessa, practicing her finest english.

 

I rise, bolt upright at the thought of something small and easily chased.  I look around. Nothing but a large, lumbering vessel pulling into port.  I sniff the air for traces of fairy dust. Niente.

 

The meaning then crystalizes.

 

God, I miss latin.  Ab origine.  Abusus non tollit usum.

 

Look it up.

 

Chow.

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