Once upon a time, in a land free of all sorrows, a land free of all dissatisfaction, called Glystia, were two dogs – Hugo and Ugo.

One was an Afghan hound and the other was an Old English Sheepdog.

They used to be of one mind be it hunting, playing, feeding and [insert everything that your typical dog does].

Is it any wonder if you see them growling, while standing their ground back to back at the pack of five wolf whelps?

As you might have guessed, yes, they did manage to get rid of the whelps. Oh, these adorable looking canines can be terrifying when they need to be. When the last whelp stood there gazing at them in a strange fascination, wondering how did Ugo see them while his eyes were covered with fur, Ugo snorted as if sounding a last warning. The whelp quipped a squeaky howl before joining his mates.

When it was that season, where the earth where our feet touches cracks and where an ounce of crystal colourless liquid isn't to be seen, Hugo and Ugo set out for an expedition, in search of the vital liquid source of life. The compound which has double oxygen bonds for every hydrogen bond. The compound which also formed because of the fellowship of the bonds between them. Fellowship and friendship. It's everywhere. Even in water, go figure.

And at last by some fortune they reached the reservoir which the government had kept in mind for this season. As said before Gystia being a true land of contentment, were into forward thinking. They knew their ancestors barely survived due to water wastage.

Hugo and Ugo both came upon the almost dry water basin. The water in the monolith glistened like ice cream, like crackly-papery-toffee wrapper in their eyes. It beckoned them lulling their senses. Beckoned would be an understatement.

Before they swooped down to guzzle they saw their doppelgangers staring at them.

Groowl. Hugo let out a defiant grizzle which could be translated as piss off.
But they showed no sign of moving.

Ugo couldn't contain his surprise, his pawskicked the dust. How dare they show such impertinence to Hugo?
And to his much discontentment, the doppelganger of Ugo did the same butwithout the spraying of dust.

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[audiocatchers' report from the cell #14 –bardess]

Missus, have you been drunk ever before?

No, why do you ask?

Because this is a whole load of horse crap and His Pompous of a Majesty won't be pleased.

Oh I know, I intend to bewitch the unknown mind of the readers

Unknown minds?

Jester, didn't you just do that all this time with His Pompous Highness?

... I'll continue reading without much interference

Thanks for keeping me company

This might sound cheesy but in this mundane world, brimming with tensions and fissures, I rather find your eccentricity refreshing

Let's see how far this remains