While we
were in the Looompa village, we heard some singing. We went to
investigate. A young woman was singing an odd, blathery song that
didn’t make any sense. She started asking me
questions. She seemed to know too much about me. She
asked if He’s good to me. Among other things. Mrs. Cuthbert
asked me to introduce her. But I hadn’t ever seen her
before. They kept trying to tell me that we looked a lot
alike. I didn’t see it myself. Then she disappeared.
At that point, I noticed Willamina’s feet going through a hole in the
tree. George and I didn’t quite bang heads, but while we were
dodging each other, He went through the hole. George and I looked
at each other and I went next.
The next thing I knew, I was standing on a beach. At the base of
a tree. With cherry blossoms. I start checking my
notes. This is not good.
There was an old man on the beach. He had a bandage over his face
and had no nose. He had just gotten to the point of asking us to
tea when a couple of horsemen came running up and drew steel.
“where are you hiding her old man?” What a rude son of a
something. I pulled steel my self. At that point, He
started asking for him to resheath in the name of the queen. He
twinkled, showed up at His side with a sword to His neck, and then
twinkled again and ended up back in the saddle. Then he made more
demands and rode off. I was rather disappointed that I didn’t get
to hit someone.
Then Mr. Oflayerty got all blustery and started asking what the
relationship with my parents was. I had to admit that I had no
parents. Or rather I never knew a father and my mother could be
dead for all I care. In fact, I hope she’s dead. If I never
see her again it will be too soon. Anyway, Mr. Oflayerty said
he’d have the hard job and I’d have the easy part. He’d have to
meet with my father and I with my mother. Or something. It
was all rather confused. In any case, I had no clue what any of
them were talking about. I’m pretty sure that anyone claiming to
be my parents are only doing so to get money, and I already seriously
inconvenienced three of them already. In any case, I’m not giving
any. I never had anyone as was family that ever cared anything
about me. So I don’t care anything about them!
We started following the old man to his hut for tea. Then we
heard that weird song again. Willamina recognized the boy
singing. They had a chat and then the boy disappeared. This
place is so weird.
After a long tea and confusing conversation, there were suddenly a lot
of horsemen coming up the beach. Henry went out on the beach to
oppose them. I couldn’t do much about horsemen, so I shot an
arrow into his flag standard. They stopped and asked for some
poor girl that I’ve never heard of.
Chaos happened. Henry was smart enough to step back and not get
cut in half. After that, I’m not sure what all happened.
Well, I do know that the main, rude man was better than I
was. I hate finding people who are better than I
am. It took many of us to take him down. I think I
got at least slightly hurt some where in there, but it was so worth
it. Well, having Him get hurt pretty bad wasn’t so great, but…
Later, all the people and horses just faded away and disappeared.
What’s up with all the disappearing?
After a long time and much argument, we set out for the inland.
We came across a family fleeing from the city. One of the women
pointed back to it and turned into a statue. Shortly after that,
5 chariots showed up. Then an angel. Then the city was
destroyed. We hung around to offer tea and biscuits to the
charioteers. The angel wanted sugar biscuits. This trip is
getting odder by the moment…
Then we found a shrine. Mrs. Salmaline and Mrs. Cuthbert went to
do some meditating. Then they fell asleep. Wilamina said we
shouldn’t wake them up because their heads would fall off. Or
explode. I’m not sure which. Anyway, I made them little
notes so that no one would wake them up. I want them to
wake up whole. Then I think I fell asleep. I woke up to
someone saying that He was heading into the jungle after alcohol.
We found some oddly dressed bloke named Jack Sparrow. I think
he’s supposed to be related to the will sparrow we know. Other
than that I’ve never heard of him.
Next thing I knew we were at a pit cave with a dragon and, hopefully,
the person we’re supposed to find.
Then more havoc. People were at the bottom. Sir Spencer and
I were at the top. They made me wait to shoot. But then
Mrs. Frazer said to shoot. I did. Well, I thought I
did. Next thing I knew, I was holding my arrow and my bow had
flown up and behind me. I haven’t done that in years! I was
absolutely mortified! Luckily, Sir Spencer was firing his big gun
down the pit. So I threw my arrow at the monster and ran off to
find my bow. I hate losing weapons!
Eventually the fighting stopped. I think someone was hurt cause
there was lots of milling around at the bottom of the pit. I
didn’t think it would be a good idea to climb down after all the
excitement.
Except we were suddenly back under the tree where we started.
With the loompa saying something like we had only been gone long enough
for him to sing only one song.
Time flows so strangely. It was May when we came to the
island. But one group we found thought it was march, and another
thought it was February. What is all this weird time flow doing
to Them? Maybe they’ll come out already several months old.
Or maybe I’ll have Them sooner than They should come. Or, heaven
forbid, They’ll need to stay in longer. That book didn’t cover
anything like this.
And I didn’t even get to see my arrow hit a dragon head.
Proceed to A
sword-bearing son-of-a-something
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