Under Siege

I imagine ballistae.

That encampment of Headache Siege Units just over my every horizon?

Well, my HSU are heavy in ballistae.

Yep, bolt-throwers.

Giant crossbow-like weapons with torsion springs and spherical nasties that can hurl all-hell 500 yards.

They hunker in the ridges of my brows, all untouchable and cocky, and fling crap at me.

Migraine crap.

A bombardment is currently underway.

I can hear the siege towers rolling my way.

I’m boiling the oil now to drop on their stupid, little, castle-wall climbing heads.

Until tomorrow… Chloe, under siege