PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroy
The Brigadier and Baron were in the polar camp. Unable to talk outside, they sat gossiping in one of the globular camping-structure by an electric-fire.
Baron – This place is colder than the ninth hell.
Brigadier – Hove you been there, Baron?
Baron – Unfortunately yes.
Brigadier – Beneath the giant’s feet …. for betrayal.
Baron – I would rather not talk of it.
Brigadier – OK (was silent for a few moments). How do you know this place is colder?
Baron – Coz here we need to de-freeze our words in front of a fire while there I could hear the shrieks of my companions.
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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.
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