Dwarf Vader Chronicles: Story Time

Dwarf Vader is back. Last week, he had to do Things and Stuff. Today, he’s posting about Story Time, which…Well, you’ll see.

Dwarf Vader reads…Often.

Sometimes he reads Darth Vader and Son, by Jeffrey Brown.

Sometimes he even reads these things to his little friends.

But then he gets a little annoyed, because, well…He’s Dwarf Vader.

And we wind up with Story-Death time, in which Dwarf Vader contemplates and manipulates the deaths of his listeners.

The Rancor, of course, figures prominently in Story-Death Time

But it all comes right in the end, of course.

Yes.

Surprise post. A bonus for whomever sees it while it’s at the top of the page.

It’s a nice song, and the idea that you’ve lived your life in such a way that you can be rolled up and smoked, well, that is kind of appealing.

When I listen to this, I can’t help but picture what that funeral would be like. It would be a happy funeral, and the song itself gives me a sort of hope that I cannot really explain. The key is part of it, but so are the lyrics and  that guitar he is playing. The reason that guitar has that hole in the side is that he has played it for so long the picks wore the wood away to nothing.

I am so thankful to have seen him live once.