I read…
And read…
And read…
Of heroes in shining armor.
Of great and noble deeds.
Of Knights and damsels in distress.
I read…
And read…
And read…
Of a World were good always triumphs over evil.
Of a battle between dragon and wizard…
I read…
And read…
And read…
"Titans. Trouble."
And I sigh.
"When do I get my peace and quiet?" I mutter. A bit louder than necessary.
Robin glances at me.
"When a fifty foot tall mound of goo is put behind bars."
Meh. I follow our mighty leader towards battle.
Enroute, I can't help but think; are we the good that always triumphs…?