watercolour and ink on paper

Two Soldiers and a Robber

When travelling wearily home

Two soldiers were beset by a robber

One hid

The other fought and overcame the villain

Thence the first sprang forth, yelling, let me at that fiend.

Don’t make me laugh, you scum, I saw you hide with fright.

No brave words can help you now.

When travelling wearily home

Two soldiers were beset by a robber

The one hid

The other fought and overcome the villian

Thence leapt forth the first, yelling: let me at that fiend.

Don’t make me laugh, you scum, I saw you hide with fright.

No brave words can help you now.

Amoral Tales
Short graphic stories based on ideas in Aesop's fables often keeping the animal heads...