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May. 26th, 2006 12:16 pmIn response to the previous post, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lasayla suggested that for my next ficlet, I should address another question from Does Anything Eat Wasps, namely what a surfboard would need to be made of in order for one to surf down a lava flow. The following is therefore entirely her fault…
Mr Danvers paused in the act of adjusting the hardwood board in the makeshift crane.
“I say, Saint-George!” His fellow member of the university Exploring Society finished fastening an insulated boot and looked up. Above them the column of black smoke rising from the crater of Mt Etna shimmered in the Mediterranean sunlight. “Remind me just what put this idea into your head.”
( Twelve years earlier )
lasayla suggested that for my next ficlet, I should address another question from Does Anything Eat Wasps, namely what a surfboard would need to be made of in order for one to surf down a lava flow. The following is therefore entirely her fault…Mr Danvers paused in the act of adjusting the hardwood board in the makeshift crane.
“I say, Saint-George!” His fellow member of the university Exploring Society finished fastening an insulated boot and looked up. Above them the column of black smoke rising from the crater of Mt Etna shimmered in the Mediterranean sunlight. “Remind me just what put this idea into your head.”
( Twelve years earlier )
