Now in that time, a Wednesday, there came a great plague on all our houses in the name of distress, and it was with great sorrow that the Knights Exemplar of the Order of the Coincidence of the Oranges, were brought together in great consternation that it must.
They met, as was their custom, in the great hall of the City of Az, where a fire had also been laid.
Vivainne De Segur stood at that time and spoke out. Is there, then, a remedy for the frailty of the human race? She began, It seems bound on a path of destructions and bitter conflagration. Can we not, those of us who stand outside the mainstream and river of events, make search for a brain changer to upstand the current conflicts and curtail the suffering of spread?
I can, say she Sphinx, and I have seen it all. When all is said and done, it can take only a nudge in the right or a twist of the appropriate, to upbeat the course of history. If I can discover the correct spanner for the works and tamper with the pertinent adjuster, then it will provide.
So then, speak up Vivainne, This Spanner for the Works, to change the wheels of history and offer a smarter outcome, can be found where?
Some say it has been lost down the back, but I have heard rumour that it may hide in plain sight, she Sphinx spoke with pride, or hope, or foolishness.
Give us a clue, said the Blue Knight, sitting there on his siege comfortable, Give me a clue and I shall embark upon a quest to maintain this Spanner for the Works.
I believe, she Sphinx spake, spoke, that the spanner, not being a conventional tool for turning nuts, but a proverbial notion or idea, an asura most puissant, is hiding in the realm of the visual arts.
So, said Sheba, we are looking for a representation of a spanner in a famous painting?
A proverbial spanner, said The Sphinx, an idea, a dynamic suggestion, an overlooked possibility. It may reveal in the form of an image, an object or even a person.
Oh God, said Constance aside to the BKW, eyes rolling to the sky, another wild goose chase, here we go. There are just five searchers available, how shall we separate? She says to the grouping present.
There are four cardinal points, one searcher to each, north, southwest and east and one to stay put, in case it is to found beneath our very feet, in a clump of grass by the foot of the gate tower.
So, the searchers must separate and travel the corners, to scan the visuals for the asura, known a spanner or wild goose. When we have found it, surely we can will mess with the status quo by twist and design until a better outcome is found.
I, myself, me, I shall go north and search down the back of the settee or settle, just in case, said she Sphinx, I may also spend a little resting upon it there.
I shall go southwest, says Vivainne, to the land of rain and misty dawns. How shall I know it when it is revealed?
It will seem out of place, at a different angle to the world. Bringing a language unspoken from the galactic centre.
Oh, OK, Vivainne nods.
I shall go east, says the Blue Knight, it is the only direction unspoken. Good luck to you all.
And with that he rose from his siege, donned his metal work and sharp things and left that place.
The Guardians of the Cave 