Time passes ever so slowly when it creeps and crawls through the edges of our tired bored minds, making the long hours longer and the days wearier and more filled with time. Except the opposite is true, time passes ever too quickly like sands through our hands flowing down into the abyss of past time.
How true, how true!
"You get the odd feeling, mate, he's trying to use us as bait or something?" Ron asked.
Does Ron have spidy sense?
So we begin the conclusion ...
This story is so much fun, it's hard to think of the end coming. But on the other hand, it'll be a great time getting there. Like you said,
"where there's time there's time for mischief."
Catch ya later.