Power to the People

Vivainne with Constance and the Queen Esme returned outside the Well Well Well and The Sphinx put the mountain back on it, a boom sound in the valleys.

So, began Vivainne, I have a idea,

Oh dear, said Constance quiet to the floor.

Patience my love, it is a good one, continued Vivaine, I would ask Queen Esme to take her Motas and fashion a great Motaic Power Station that would provide wellbeing for all the people. Sheba, who is of mighty clever can tell it’s doing. We in the City of Az have been planning to meet all our power needs with wind and wave and sun energies but we need time and cannot yet provide the full. Tidal is proving the most difficult as is so abundant and yet of a frustrating techno. If we can use Motaic power in the mean, it will give us time to build. I will also ask the Winged Minions to provide extra wind for our wind turbines with their wingedness, so that, you get the picture.

Good thoughts, said Constance, What say you Esme Queen of the Motas.

That is well, she said Esme, But know this, our song of life will be a be released in the making of power for wellbeing. You will must seal the songs away in caves of impermeability and must be contained and guarded by fierce being and strong, sound proof walls for many thousand of years before it can be come safer and go quietly. Also, we will need a river to cool our feet whilst we work, it is hot work that you require and if our feet are not cool enough there will be making the song too loud to contain.

Sheba said, I shall fashion a plan for the building so that it can be maken quick and also safe by the river. There is a picture in myself for it that I shall dispense.

That is all we can do now, said Vivainne, We in Az will organise all of it.  But now I must chase by the flying Minions who I so summarily dismiss. I shall must find a way to climb to their heights. Which is a difficult.

I am may be able to assist in this, said the Sphinx, Many some time ago I happened to have some electric hovering mats, from an encounter with an Djinn in an earlier history, I still carry about, mayhap you can utilise?

That sound just the ticket said Vivainne, still struggling to shrug off her cliché weaponry, But I cannot control may would you, could you assist me in this.

I shall be happy to assist said the Sphinx, and I also said Sheba, I have never had the to travel into the clouds and would be there to collect any interesting flying herb and spices that we may.

So it came to pass, Sheba upon an electric hovering mat with Vivainne to take and The Sphinx upon another mat flying as well with and behind.

Faster, called the Sphinx, The Winged Minions will get away.

And so a chase began wherein the Winged Minions flew in a mass about the towering clouds and tried evasion as a method of relinquishing responsibility.