No moon would be seen
on this desperate night
from mortal men's
For a storm
with great haste
departed Heaven's Gate.
Hurled by God
against his Host,
His angels did boast
And the fruits of that labour
born by one
in his mothers arms.
"Who was this hellish child whose screams rent the night?"
O'Leary, Anne 03-08-13
"Took right to the nipple, he did" said Lord Rousell with pride as he watched his son feed. "He's a lusty one." Patting the back of Baby Ray's head, the Lady Rousell replied, "Just like his father he is, always on the tit. The boy's draining me dry!" she cried. "Get me a Wetnurse" she shrieked.
Many women were eager to take the job of suckling the Lord Rousell's son, but Baby Ray adamantly refused to feed from any of them. Until one day, Anna Bogna Pavlova arrived at the house.
Baby Ray squealed with delight when Anna took him into her arms and he began eagerly rooting for the nipple. "Such a beautiful baby", Anna cooed. "You shall be like one of my own. No harm will ever come to you my little babba."
And so she guarded him day and night, warning all but his parents away. For Anna saw something no one else did.......
She saw his future, his destiny. And she knew that one day he would play a great role in the fate of all mankind.
This is a 30mm figure from Hell Dorado. I took so many photo's of her because of the fun details in the sculpt. The goose hanging from her belt and all that wicked cutlery really sold me on this piece.
Okay folks, it's not quite Saint Patrick's day, but what the heck, let's celebrate.
Now don't ya wish you were Irish?