Storisende

John Cage had come to feel
That art in our time
Was far less important
Than our daily lives

~ “Tiger the Lion” by The Tragically Hip

“So here we are. At the appropriately named Ebonshire. This is as far as you’ve ever gone Monsieur Gold. You are almost ready to transition. See over there?” Parasol indicates across the water to her left. “End of the tale. Tiger. Are you ready?”

But then Monsieur Gold was gone, in a flash. From the other direction, several deer look on, thinking her crazy for talking to herself.

—–

Just later, Parasol goes to confer with the Monster of the Sea about the next step.

—–

“Thank you my friend.”

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