A sneak peek at the next thrilling Lore of the Underlings episode,
which I’m writing as we speak (Episode 4 ~ Preview 17)
Picking up from the previous post, John Cap reacts to Vaam’s tricky tale of fooling the lost folk’s leader…
“A wild goose chase,” confirmed John Cap. “Vaam, how wicked smart was that?!” He gave her a wry and admiring look. “We couldn’t have diagrammed it better if this were all a game. A game of thrown matches and catches, I mean.” The young man turned to his friend on the floor. “It was more than luck that snuck us in. That’s why there were lazy boys on the walls — just a couple manning them — instead of a few good men.
“And why the regular guards weren’t here to see us land out on the plain then walk through the gates and blend right in.”
Morio nodded, “Yes, I see, that makes perfect sense to me. I can handle the truth, most certainly. Using the cover of broad daylight — really clever, very bright. And I was around when we covered this? You say I knew about it?”
John Cap flashed him two thumbs up.
The ground hog returned a sheepish look. “You might have noticed I’m not one for scheming, rather more prone to a little daydreaming. The same goes for plotting. No. Let alone meetings! I confess I nod off at the drop of a hat then snooze or doze like a lapdog or cat, a napster with the best of them… So I may have missed some finer points during our pregame planning scrum.”
He slid toward the tall two with puppy og eyes as if seeking forgiveness, the road to redemption. “But if you’ll permit me a brief presentation… I’ll prove to be less than a total bum… or at least a bit more than the butt of jokes.” He slid another yard then… “Yikes!” Mr. Yoop stopped abruptly and pursed his lips, seemingly stuck again, re-spiked. “Ouch!” He reached for his moon’s far side and pulled out another surprise from his rump. “I submit evidence, Exhibit A, that some points I sorely did not miss.”
He held up a slender splinter of plankwood then casually tossed it away.
After a pause to compose himself, the defendant continued to plead his case. “As I sit before you in this court of flaws let the record show I do not stand accused of being amongst the most agile of men, when it comes to thinking I mean. On the other hand for a man of my day, born sixty and eight years ago give or take… minus seventeen lost as a nowhere man, living in a nowhere land… um… darn, I’ve forgotten what I was to say…”
“Something about your mind,” cued John Cap.
“Thank you dear friend, as a matter of fact…” Morio placed his hand like a hat. “If you don’t mind I’ll try my suspect brain with an exercise of memory. A little display if no one objects. I’ll step through each leg of our trip to date, just from the mental notes I’ve made, hour to hour and day by day, all along the way. Then you be the judge and jury.”
“I wish there were photos too,” cracked John Cap. “And brochures from the Syland Travel Bureau.”
Morio shook his curly head. “I assure you these legs have no faux toes. I stand by them sure as you call me ‘bro’ sometimes and picture an honest soul.”
Vaam simply rolled her eyes at both men. She did not dare encourage them.
John Cap shrugged his broad shoulders at her.
Morio carried on, undeterred…
… to be continued. Stay tuned!
Previous previews of Episode 4:
1 ~ The watchman
2 ~ Dreams
3 ~ Halo
4 ~ Netherworld
5 ~ Semperor
6 ~ Halcyon days
7 ~ Punch
8 ~ Enshadowed
9 ~ Pale ghost
10 ~ Needle
11 ~ New light
12 ~ Something looms…
13 ~ The gray girl’s blues
14 ~ Flower of the field (original vision)
14 ~ Flower of the field (another vision)
15 ~ Hearthland
16 ~ Errant mission