Thursday, April 6, 2017

Light the Lamp So Bright--Part 71

"Wut-wut?" said the silly looking puppet.  "I say, wut wut?  I am the Metropolitan, and you all must obey me!  How dare you speak words I don't want to hear?"  The puppet was rapidly struck by a stick to the applause of the children.

Sacripant chuckled, and continued on his way.  He had to admit, Talossa seemed... cheerier now.  Not normal, mind you, nor quite at ease, but much happier than the nervous city he'd arrived at.  But then, that might have just been him.  He'd come here a stranger, and he was now... well, familiar with it.  He realized he would probably leave soon, and a part of him hoped to come back, some day.

But that was the future.  He had business before of him.  A shadow passed overhead.  Looking up, he saw an Emporium airship--the first in weeks.  He chuckled and nodded to himself.  Things were continuing to look up.  He broke into a jog as he headed towards the Emporium shop.  He  had good news to deliver, and mostly likely good news to hear.

After all, what else could it be?

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