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Journey of Tiers: 7 - Astounding (Inter) Views

1/27/2021

 
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Hey to both of my readers,
I don’ get many complementaries from the Landlord, he’s a hard man some would say, not me, o’ course, but he came up to me one day moaning about me destroyin’ his new mountain range with a wee bit of an explosion of sorts. It was not the moment to ‘splain it was one of the INplosions, not BOOM, but sorta MOOB, y’know. Anyway after his pointin’ at that empty, sorta burnt, I’ll give him that, kinda charred, really, space, he looks me inna eye and says “I read your last Journey of Tiers installment.”
“Do continue.” I sez, hopin’ installment payments wasn’t next.
“It was astoundingly bombastic. I didn’t know you had it in you.”
Well I sure as shadows inna cave have no idea what bombastication is, but I have it. I may have “astoundingly bombastic” stitched onna pillow, iff’n I hadn’a imploded my naugerhyde recliner along with the landscape, nowheres fer the pillow, y’see? Well, don’ need no swollen head.
Last time I mentioned it, I went to a magik place, Ilha Magica (on The Kitely), which is a place named in another language, but essentially means Ilha of magik, pretty sure. And then I ran around to spots with shiny lights expectin’ to find Madame B. hangin’ out learnin’ the magik. All the learnin’ was the lesson of “ain’t never gonna find her thisaway.” 

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I studied up on detectin’, mostly watchin’ a cat pick through some shrubs out by the cow barn on a place called Abandoned. And the cat kept smellin’ things. So I figured the Trey answer to smellin’ around magik spots, cuz I have no idear what Madame B. smells like, pretty good, I imagine, but ‘stead I decided to do some quizzin’.

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So I had an artist rememberin’ picture of Madame B. prepped by Miss Mari, the Landlord’s wife, only reason I don’ make faces at the Landlord as he moans away into the sunset, she likes him okay, so’s he’s got a good side, meybe. And then I was goin’ ter a magik shop, prolly called shoppe, to ask if Madame B. had been seen and just when was that? And in what direction did she leave? Does yer recall what she smelled like? Did she happen to mention any hotel names or worlds what seems likely as “next”?
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I fire up my old trustworthy hauler-trailer designed for interworld travel and went to the place where the shoppe was listed. Yet it wasn’t actually there, had a quiknap onna bus which seemed to go well, the Driver was real polite. I showed him the picture of Madame B. “Has yer seen her recently?” No? “Has yer seen her ever?” No.
Kinda odd fer a place with a magik shoppe, not havin’ one, yet I stopped a few more people I could find around. Then t’acourse my mind goes awanderin’ back to the shoppe. Maybe that shoppe is gone, but someone worked there, and that someone might be found for the Interview!
Naturally, I built an interview place and started huntin’ fer the Shoppe Assistance Person. I’ll find you, Madame B.

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