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Weekly Quote for Week-31 2020 ~ Alfie Fleet’s Guide to the Universe
After leaving Earth, Catsic the Henge, it seemed, had spent decades seeking a Goldilocks planet to settle down on. One that wasn’t too hot, and wasn’t too cold.
Teaser Tuesday ~ The Ghouls of Howlfair
I had random.org select a page for me today, it decided on page 172.
Generations of soothsayers had met with clients in the little lamp-lit booths that filled the five floors, to share a pot of Timbrel Tea and then read the leaves at the bottom of the cup. Some teas were good for predicting romance or happy turns of fortune; some could help foresee trouble. Others – stronger treas for stronger stomachs – opened the gateways to darker knowledge. The place was no longer licensed for fortune-telling, though Molly had heard rumours that after midnight, the current owners (spectrally pale siblings with a habit of suddenly appearing at your table) would secretly admit local seers and their customers.
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Friday’s Page 69 ~ Alfie Fleet’s Guide to the Universe
Commonly known as ‘That Utter Git’, Sir Willikin is number three in the UCC’s Worst Presidents of All Time hit parade. He controlled the club for four years, with his cronies Lady Gardenia Nanbiter, Incontinence Pance, and Bernard Stiltskin. At a secret meeting it was eventually decided that he had to go. As all Presidents must map at least at least one new world, Sir Willikin was told of a newly discovered stone circle on an unmapped planet. There, he was told, time travelled at a very slow speed compared to Earth. Certain that he and his expedition would be back in time for dinner, Sir Willikin set off. At his departure there was much celebration and a highing of fives.
Friday’s Page 69 ~ Goth Girl and the Ghost of a Mouse
There was a ripple as William Cabbage stepped away from the plaster wall. “Put your clothes on, William!” said Emily. There was another ripple as William stepped back into the shadows. He emerged a moment later in a flowing nightshirt.