The Valkyrie Rides Again!

Early this week past, did the Sister of Sigmund, Valkyrie from the South break through the raging winter of the Southern Climes and break through the channels of the sky and land, forth with in the Realm of Sun.

As such did I greet her arrival at the Witching hour. As I welcomed her from the sky chariot did brother and sister reunite. Jokes and remenices sallied forth.

The greats works that Sigmund undertakes were introduced to his sibling. The great steel wheeled chariots that travel upon the tracks were shown, as well as the many and diverse peoples with whom his works are assited by.

The multitudes were smitten and did question the swapping of Sigmund for his sibling from afar.

And so did the Valkyrie did wander off on her own account and view much of the city of Brisbane. Then did the cobalt blue chariot, known as Zigma, showing the scars and wounds of its recent battles with concrete, with Sigmund at the helm, did ride out and behold the depths and wonderment of the city from an overlooking peak. There Sigmund and his Sister were well met by the offspring of the brother of Sigmund's grandfather.

We travelled to a the building of a cook of no mean skill, where food from the country of greece was made. There was much merriment. In the day that followed His Sibling did travel through the lands on her own and did see many sights. She was later joined by some companions of Sigmund. Later did we all meet and congregate and wage was on the peace of the town in revelry.

Drinks flowed like rivers and dancers writhed like fish and those from the land of Sun did battle those South of their borders and didst win in some battle, not known to those originally from the deep South from where Sigmund and his sister hail from.

The following day we set out to find food. When we arrived at the next door house of fish that has been fried did we find that no breakfast shall be served after 9. With the scathing glances of Sigmund and his sister, The Valkyrie, did they leave, only to later be bemused and woed by the amazing delicacies of the Red Deli, of whos provisions we did partake it.

This provided us with the vigor to ride the chariot to the North to take in the sights of the land and visit relatives long removed and remote.

Sad was it when later that day Sigmund and his Sister had to resign to parting ways, for Sigmund's life is now led here, in the land of Sun, Sand and Surf and his sister must venture back towards South, to Sydney, the merchenter city, and then Melbourne, The home of the morning chill.

The reunion of a brother and a sister is always a source of much joy, and rememberance of good times past, however, their departure is sad.

And so didst the mightly Sigmund shed a tear as his sister did depart, and never was the tear mentioned again.