A True Worms TaleA True Worms Tale...The stage was set. The curtain slowly rose. The players had all lined up and were ready.Mist swirled slowly through the darkened winter expanse. Silence was a necessity if you wanted to keep your head. A small pink creature was all that could be seen. It crept slowly up to its position. It was too be first. It swallowed. Then, finding calmness deep within itself it played the first move. The opposition sat patiently waiting, waiting for results and opportunities. They would soon find out there was none to be had.The ever so small, pinkish creature, its sliver and horned helmet gleaming in the snow-light, raised its e
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