Keith Edward English, Wordsmith

     “Axrom’s balls!” Gax hissed. “You don’t think I killed him, do you, Dar?”

     “He looks plenty dead,” Darlis’eit said, shaking her head. She put a palm to her brow. “I’m bewildered… I shouldn’t be, what with you being a dumb idiot, but I am. Blight me, Gax! You’ve got to start looking before you throw other idiots through windows!”