Tag Archives: The Blue Knight

Beneath the Banyan

Banyan tree, beneath, they sat it. Branches over shading, Sphinx beyond in sunlight, bright on stone. Sheba with all ears, intent. Let us, said the Interpreters, we six burghers, no, not nine suitors. Let us tell the revelation of the machine stripped bare of the data cloud that it generates, through no fault of herContinueContinue reading “Beneath the Banyan”

If the Cat Fits

Whilst the Blue Knights (Man and Woman) and Pernil discussed the merits of wish ideas. The Holy Hat was still, and words continued to scroll, unnoticed, upon its hat band thing. If someone had looked close, they might have read the following; People are wearing many hats as they go, switching one hat for anotherContinueContinue reading “If the Cat Fits”

Hat Design

The design and appearance of the Holy hat and all its little characters lay smoking on. There seemed about it a place to put your head, in the fair centre, with a brim or brims woven from the soft part of a tree and cloths of many hues. Adorned on each, small ornaments, and shamanicContinueContinue reading “Hat Design”

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”

The Fire Sheep

The Oracles wandered off carrying the time incinerator, checking its vitals from moment to moment as they walked or shuffled along. A sheep, with flames running constantly along its back, walked up and stood casually looking at the Sphinx. You are on fire, said the Sphinx quietly, not speaking too loud so as to notContinueContinue reading “The Fire Sheep”

The Veil of Tears

Now we must turn our watching to another place. Then we will see that the Sphinx and Constance had also been blowing who knows where, on the winds of the winged ones made. High in the light airs, the Sphinx managed to take the tumbling Constance in her soft paws and onto the electric hoveringContinueContinue reading “The Veil of Tears”

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”

The Hostel for the Homeless and The Rabbit

The Darkest Knight opened a Hostel for the Homeless under and by, quite close, next to, above and below, and soon the gates of the city of Az. Much that any wandering ancient or young, with nothing on their backs to call a shirt, might have a pallet to lie and a bit of aContinueContinue reading “The Hostel for the Homeless and The Rabbit”