The Holey Hat

The Blue Knights (Woman and Man) settled their Baby Knight (Baby) with its Grand Parent Knights, then set in a Nor Nor Nor Nor Easterly direction, as was their designation and slice of the compass. One hundred days passed straight along, at least time enough, till they rested their horses to make good their pavilionContinueContinue reading “The Holey Hat”

The Council of Hats

Sheba, having discovered the meaning, returned. The City of Az was a burning desire to make hats, big ones. I am home darling! She cry, throwing her car keys into the cut glass bowl on the taupe-coloured wooden consul in the hallway and kicking off her waders. In here, called She Sphinx, echoey and distant.ContinueContinue reading “The Council of Hats”

Rutherford Close

When they arrived at 4, Rutherford Close, the woman with the goat used the short end of her stick to ring the bell, the stick having been used, disappeared from the story. The goat wondered if it would be next. Sheba, The Sphinx and the woman with the goat waited patiently on the path fromContinueContinue reading “Rutherford Close”

Confusion Power

Sheba disappeared into her laboratory of the mind to discover all the unused inspire that was there about. Her task, to bring confusion power online for the masses, must complete. Her laboratory was steamy with bubbling potential. First, she took all he known of confusion power, then she cover ye walls all solid with protectionContinueContinue reading “Confusion Power”

Many Happy Returns

Az, the great city thereof, had been sliced, diced, mashed and minced by an evil despot far away who kept throwing winged stones to break the wind turbines and diverse energy infrastructure. Everywhere was in cold and dark when Constance and the Sphinx arrived. The people of Az were miserable cold and dark, but strongContinueContinue reading “Many Happy Returns”

The Gift of Christmas

In the darkened rooms of the chateau lay the Knight Owl in crimson gowns, recumbent upon a chaise long, the shutters closed against life. Very theatrical I’m sure, said Constance upon the entrance threshold, are you to waste away with the sad? Where is my Apple, spoke the Knight Owl, it is the only reason.ContinueContinue reading “The Gift of Christmas”

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”