WEEKLY STORY! September 24-30, 2025

3 Pigeons In One Lake

In the lake on the top of the mountain Cornelius lay 3 pigeons. One pigeon of the finest palladium, one pigeon of graphite, and one large ruling pigeon of gold. The pigeon ranks weren't too well laid out. One day the graphite pigeon found a sapphire and scratched the soft, soft pigeon of gold for he was also soft. The damage was done. The gold pigeon said "my oh my" and fell to the ground in excruciating pain.
A pigeon four from the outskirts of the lake came, made of pancreas. "Oh my blubber" it said, and died with a quite bloody pancreas mess. The enzymes poured on the ground. The palladium pigeon was harder than hard, but not harder than sapphire. He fought little soft miss graphite, but struggled with no tool. Then he found a diamond. Hardest of all, the mighty chunk of diamond led him to fight strong.
The sapphire was no match for his diamond and graphite was shed all over the ocean floor. The palladium pigeon boasted and bragged, except no audience came to cheer. He looked behind himself and saw a mighty yet tiny pigeon made of fine birch wood and with a quite well-grown shrubbery of his own. "I will kiiiiill you palladium pigeon!"
The two fought, diamond to branch. The branch was hard but not very. It was still quite soft. Sulphur bubbled from the ocean vent in the ground and the two were blinded by smell. It stank like rotting eggs, sulphur's signature scent. They fought, but then a pigeon of sulphur arrived and swallowed the birch one whole.
Out of the sky came another pigeon made of cyanide and it poisoned the palladium pigeon with its toxins. "Blood! Blood! Blood!" shouted the cyanide pigeon as it sliced the palladium pigeon with its diamond and its gore and organs floated out of its severed feathers. "Your price was no match for my poison," yelled the victorious pigeon. Then a semi-truck hit it.