As both of you readers know, I has to leave Mudflats to go find Madame Burrury so’s Madame Burruy’s Finest School For Wizzards and Magikal Creatures School of Magik gets re-schooled-up, so’s I could learn how to do the magicking of lead into graphite; for the children and equality.
Well Madame B got lef’ behind when some big grid closed up and she went somewhere’s else. But somewhere’s else is kinda the thing, we got ourselves a multiverse. Tha’s like a universe but with more parts, layers, worlds, and permissions, sort of thing. And a’ COURSE I tried her email first thing after her school was built in Mudflats, but the interweeby thingy says it ain’t no good:
I checked the spellin’ a few times.
So’s now it’s the journeying, and Miss Mari suggested an itinerant or sumthin’, which I figure is plannin’ the journeying such that you have places to figure out if Madame B. is there and going past the luck. Cuz you gotta go there in the multiverse to look up iffn a person is there, sort of thing. I’m thinkin’ there’s a world called Aardvark and get goin’! But Miss Mari says to plan next steps.
Well, she’s the grid owner and I don’t want her thinkin’ I’m some sort of looney, but the Landlord already thinks that, so’s I ask him fer his thoughts on plannin’ an itinerant. He starts his yakkin’ ‘bout probabilities and social pressurin’s and preferencin’, when what he wants to know is what do I know about Madame B., her life outside ‘a school, and maybe hobbies and friends.
Coulda saved a lot of time iffn he just asked me that. He filled a blackboard with staticlistical formulatins just to ask iffn I know her hobby? Well, she studied the stars, sez they tell you pictures of happenin’s tomorrow. And she studied up on lotsa magic types, sez they’s all sorts: vampires, unicorns, banshees, zombies, chimeras, demons, dragons, wizards (of course), witches, genies, phoenixes, griffins, revenuers, werewolves, centaurs, fairies, imps, dwarves, elves, mermaids, ogres, leprechauns come to mind. And she had a ‘maculate garden. S’how you could tell her place, all kinda nice all the time. And only one on the sky platform, where she invited students to BBQs at the end of the semesterin’. Tha’s a good bit o’ information, she liked her students.
Then the Landlord starts his talkin’ ‘bout keywords and longtail keywords? And then matching the worlds and mappin’ the matchin’s. I’m searchin’ on aardvark and about to hit the gas to get journeyin’, when he said somethin’ useful. She’ll be wantin’ access to magic, so that’s a gotta have it thing. I don’t remember aardvarks bein’ magic, so’s maybe I was rushin’ a bit.
Then the Landlord hands me a list of worlds. Easy, he sez. Well tha’s a relief, the easy part is finally done.
Madame B, here’s I’ma comin’ fer you.
To be continued...