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Blown Away, The Cat That

When they all arrived at the Great City of Az, it was in triumph and glory. Vivainne and Constance, with the Sphinx and Sheba stood beneath the great wind turbines to see that the Wing ed minions might solve the energy crisis. The Wingy ones flew in a cloud to the fore, the three bladedContinueContinue reading “Blown Away, The Cat That”

The Flight of the Minions

Well, the winged minions flew together in a great migrating cloud, scattering across the sky in v shaped vs, so that the front one could lead and all the others could be a bit lazy as was their nature. The towering cloudy cloud structures presenting cliffs and mountains to circumvent. They climbed higher and higherContinueContinue reading “The Flight of the Minions”

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 wouldContinueContinue reading “Power to the People”

Lightning Strikes

So, the scene is set, Vivainne Desegur upon the side, with her retinue of Constance, who hold her coat and spurs, also Esme, Queen of the Motas, look on. On the other reverse facing, comes the Creator with many winged minions to hang about behind. The Creator in this day is in the guise ofContinueContinue reading “Lightning Strikes”

The Creator’s Ear

Well, began Queen Esme, It is a little-known fact that at the time of creation, each Mota, they are given a communication device in case they need to talk with the Creator itself. We call this device the ‘Creator’s Ear’ This is mine here, which you may look upon but not touch, because it isContinueContinue reading “The Creator’s Ear”

The Well Well Well

Now all this music was causing trouble, as music will. Trouble for you, trouble for me and trouble for all the others. The Knights of Az, including the Blue Knight (man), who had managed to get some quality childcare, Vivainne Desegur and her partner Constance, The Darkest Knight with his retinue of the Homeless, alsoContinueContinue reading “The Well Well Well”

Splitting the Mota

Now Sheba, the beloved of the Sphinx, had catalogued and experimented with all the strange plants, berries, fruits, saps, leaves, barks, minerals, and essences that they had once, not long, collected on their travels. She had distilled and extracted, separated, and fractioned, boiled and sieved, added and subtracted all the strange participant bits of theContinueContinue reading “Splitting the Mota”

The Monument of Memories

Some people say, remarked the Sphinx, looking back over her shoulder as she walked, to check that her tail was fashioning the correct swish to maximise its beauty, that memories are to be gathered and held close, stuck into your head to check who you are. But I say, let go, free yourself of theContinueContinue reading “The Monument of Memories”

Looking Back Over My Shoulder

Look, said the Raggedy Man. Looking back over my shoulder, I can see in your eye. I see, like bricks in a wall, the images of times that are me, bits me, like parts or pages in a book took out, or eggs in a basket fall out, or jars on a kitchen shelf slipContinueContinue reading “Looking Back Over My Shoulder”

The Raggedy Man

Beneath the tree, adjacent to the flowing of water, the Darkest Knight had awoken refreshed. The Darkest Knight, refreshed. Are you ready to return to the Hostel for the Homeless, where you must absorb all the terrors and worries of those who pass? Asked the Sphinx. The Sphinx I am ready, my slate is wipedContinueContinue reading “The Raggedy Man”