Hordes of people descended upon the peaceful castle grounds of Chariton’s

favorite giant, Rye Fitzalen, for the much-heralded Magic Carpet Rides and other Summer activities such as Summer Bath-ing, Dancing, and Garden Mazing Mad-ness. A total of 20 lovely and intricately woven carpets stood hovering at attention in the enormous back cobbled stone courtyard where excited guests of all ages waited to

be seated. From antiquated and intricate to minimalist and sophisticated, the carpets are known not only for their expert flying skills and keen sense of adventure but also for their mid-flight storytelling via song. ‘The songs were my favorite part! If I want to fly I could use my own wings but I could never hear those kinds of stories. They know stories about the skies and how land was formed and what used to be here,’ said carpet rider Perline Ott. Recently, Magic Carpets region round have been added to the list of Endangered Species as all the ones currently in exis-tence have all been handed down and no new ones have been created. In spite of many attempts and access to a wealth of mod-ern technology, Inventors are simply unable to duplicate the mind-boggling intricacy of the Weaves. Undoubtedly, there are only a few of the true ancient breed of Magic Carpets now in existence. Couple that with a history cloaked in mystery, and it is easier to under-stand why the many attempts to create new Magic Carpets have led to disastrous results. The case of Henry Akore was for many alchemists a wake up call. After hundreds of attempts, he was finally able to get one of his carpet creations to fly and then he was never heard from again.

Many ask, ‘Why? Why won’t the carpets just reveal their secrets?’ But most experts doubt that the carpets know or even would know how to communicate the secrets of their creation. That valuable information is buried in Time. This is why Fitzalen’s Garden Party contin-ues to draw so many adventure seekers and curious creatures. They all attend to take a peek and perhaps a ride on one of his famous carpets. Long lines swept about the castle gardens, with eager folk waiting their turn and wring-ing their hands with worry that they wouldn’t get their favorite carpet. And of course, there

was no shortage of anxious faces that worried, ‘What if? What if the carpets got too tired?’ But Fitzalen himself was the proud caretaker of the Magic Carpets. After each journey that lasted a healthy half hour of forest flight and water wandering, he carefully brushed the back of each beautiful carpet with a silk-en brush that he dipped in a strange oil, and the carpets quivered in gratitude. Yes, it was clear that Fitzalen treated each of his carpets with respect, and they in turn did the same. No more than 3 passengers were allowed to ride at a time. One of the first rides was taken by a group of young teenagers who excitedly took their

seats atop an ancient and sturdylooking carpet withmystical scrolls thatstitched out a maddening picture inpurple and gold. They laid securely on theirstomachs and held on to the front and were quickly swept up and away into the day— Carpet after Carpet followed them and then shot off to the right and to the left. Two children were instructed to hold on tightly and not a single safety belt was used, as Magic Carpets have an untarnished rep-utation for never dropping a single child! The children’s carpet was a lush, velvety affair with embroidered yellow and green faces, and the children squealed as the car-pet whizzed them up and away towards the forest. Two sweethearts climbed aboard a daisy decorated rug and in an instant they, too, were gone. About 40 minutes passed before the group of teenagers returned with large smiles and immediately began to tell their tale: ‘We went over Sangamon Forest and to a volcano! Inside we saw a fossil of a dragon! It was the coolest place we’ve ever been and we’re going back there right now! Perfect place for a clubhouse and no one knows where it is but us.’ All the while, Fitzalen listened as he pre-

pared the carpet for other passengers, and somehow one could see him living vicariously through the stories as if it was him up there flying around. It is common knowledge that giants are far too large to ride a magic carpet and this is bittersweet as Fitzalen’s carpet col-lection is one of the best around. The car-pets being the proud creatures they are, they won’t flock together to give their master a bit of joy, but Fitzalen insists, ‘It’s the smiles & the stories that come back that really make him happy.’ *Don’t miss Fitzalen’s Spotlight pg. 7

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... Many ask Why?

Why won’t the Carpets just reveal

their Secrets?

Breaking Fairy Tale News!

Many were stunned at the verbal assaults that passed between some of the most

revered and respected statues during the much anticipated Maricopa by Night at tehe-Ludwig Lystilla Museum last month.

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It was terrible. I couldn’t believe my ears!’ said museum attendee Pearl Simms, ‘The one— I don’t remember

who, the one holding a bas-ket of grapes or something-

well, he swung around and told a lovely girl statue to quit singing and that her voice was horrendous! Then we entered a hallway and every last one of the statues was hissing and hollering! About some historical event.’ The Ludwig Lystilla Sculpture Museum staff has no idea how it happened. The short-term enchantment of the statues was created both as a way to allow visitors to interact with some of the historical figures and as a way to further educate visitors. The same enchant-ment proved to be an enormous success last year. Museum director Priscilla Adams said, ‘Last year was such a rewarding Experience. One could see children gathered around a statue, hearing tales and old superstitions. All of them were so polite —so well behaved! We have no idea how this occurred but we will get to the bottom of it.’ The scene that night unfolded like this: the Breathtaking corridors of the museum were candle lit and upon entering visitors could grab a refreshment and some cake. Then

attendees could make their way through the halls with their sweeping, engraved ceilings and hope to catch the blinking of a statue or hear a whispered word. The fragrance from the garden blew in from the open doors and visitors enjoyed the museum by night until they heard, ‘That never happened! You fool!’ They heard the whispered venom and felt the wind shift with the verbal assault, ‘My king never bowed to yours! Your King was a noto-rious groveling weakling who couldn’t gather an army if his life depended on it! — and his life did! That’s why he lost it and now, your country is but a tiny speck in the corner of a forgotten region!’ Stunning. And intriguing. Visitors quickly gathered around to hear the reply, which came out in a hissing slur, ‘At least my king didn’t lose his land during a drunken card game! At least he died for it!’ Then other statues chimed in about how one statue looked ‘So ridiculous!—without a nose! Pity that man had to hack it off with a

hammer. Who was it that hacked it off? Oh yes! It was the very sculptor who created you! I heard he was so disgusted by his creation he ruined your face as an improvement.’ In fact, there was no shortage of snarky fault-finding and general nit-picking and visi-tors were often left red-faced and feeling awk-ward. ‘I guess you could imagine they’d get sick of each other, but to stoop so low as to insult a statue missing an arm or a nose— how rude!’ museum attendee Jenny Perkins added. Many in the Enchantment community put the blame on the Enchanter. ‘Obviously somebody didn’t know what they were doing, said Enchantment Emporioum owner, Brea LaMee, ‘Or they did it on purpose! Take your pick!’ To make up for the incident, the museum is offering free Admission during the month of August and hopes to make other Enchant-ment plans for next Spring’s Maricopa By Night.

At least my King didn’t lose his land

during a drunken card game!

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Maricopa’s by Night Historical Arguments make Spectators Uneasy

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it was by the Orders of his own

Insanity—not ours

After the shocking revelations last summer about the plagiarism and grave robbing

incident of bestselling author, Thaine Ayde-lotte, one would think the public would resist the lures of classics by the author such as, ‘Neverty’ ‘Lake of Jewels’ and ‘Rhea’s End,’ but it seems sales are going through the roof. ‘We can’t keep them on the shelves,’ said Brucey Menders, owner of Silbry’s Books in Trementon, ‘especially since the Confession broke.’ Mr. Aydelotte’s recent confession has sent the story into a flurry of excitement. After having been ordered to pay royalties to the family of the original stolen diary that the much-loved story ‘Neverty’ was accused of copying, Thaine Aydelotte was quoted as saying, ‘It is True. I was at the tomb of the late Eliza Jaelle, but not under the horrible circum-stances many believe. I was led there not by my own fancy but by the urgings of a Spectre. Had it not been for this apparition, I would never have found myself at that wretched tomb on that cold, blustery Autumn night. He [the Spectre] dragged me out of bed, led me to the death vault, and bid me to fling open the heavy coffin lid where the diary was

held securely by Mrs. Jaelle. He demanded that I grab it! He wouldn’t unhand me until I forced the clutching bones from the book! I did, I did take the diary— it’s true! But the Spectre begged me to do so— for the Spectre was none other than Dennison Chase from Neverty!’ These revelations not only shocked long time Neverty fans and the Jaelle family, but also enraged many upstanding Spectre communi-ties that shortly thereafter jointly released this statement: ‘As intriguing and fantastic is this latest confession of Mr. Aydelotte, the Spectre community can no longer sit idly by and lis-ten to these hurtful and untrue allegations that are founded far away from Reality and safely snuggled in Myth. No Spectre from this world or beyond would ever force anyone from their bed to steal another’s property, as the mere idea is so morally wrong and quite frankly, Impossible! We follow a strict code of ethics and the prized personal property with which one is buried carries a respect that no mere mortal would understand. Furthermore, if Mr. Aydelotte found himself being dragged through the mist and through the mud to a crumbling mausoleum at midnight, well then,

I’m not afraid to state the obvious: It was by the orders of his own Insanity— not Ours.’ Fans continue to clutch their much loved and well read book, ‘Neverty’ and declare that the Spectre had to have been Dennison Chase! Of course! He led Mr. Aydelotte from his bed because he had to have his story told— even from beyond the grave his love for Margot Baied could not rest! Experts are torn and still ponder how Mr. Aydelotte could possibly have known that the tomb held a future bestseller in the bony grasp of its occupant? How else really? Unless, of course, the ever mysterious Mr. Thaine Aydelotte is really Dennison Chase...

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Caves are Cool for Summer Zombies

As usual, when Summer rolls around it brings a hot fireball of a sun that most

creatures enjoy. Many creatures even depend on the hot Summer sun for survival. But there are also those like our Walking Dead, who fear the power of the sun to speed up their Decomposition. With the stunning new arrival last year of Kellerman Institute and its many refrigerated floors crowded with expert doctors, it’s no wonder the waiting list quickly grew until it became every Zombie’s dream to attain a place in Kellerman’s. But for many unfortu-nate Zombies, the Kellerman Institute was an unreachable dream.

‘To get a bed in Kellerman’s is probably not gonna happen for me, ‘ said local zombie Brock Russell, ‘For one, there’s a waiting list, and for another it’s expensive. If only I could get my hands on a Port-A-Life pak!’ Chief of Staff Dr. Max DeBerry recently unveiled the new, state of the Art, ‘Port-A-Life pak,’ a miraculous invention with the ability to extend the Re-Animation of Zom-

bies for months past their due date. Natu-rally, this has created a stir in communities of the Walking Dead. Immediately after the introduction of Port-A-Life paks, the market was flooded with smart copies. In addition, alternative ‘healing’ clinics have been sprout-ing up in the last year at an alarming rate. According to spa owner Trudy Moran, this is anything but alarming. ‘It’s Wonderful! Kellerman’s can’t treat them all and now they have a chance at a level of health many only dreamed of before!’ Spas offer an array of superb treatments like Ice Cold Sugar Wraps that drive bacteria into a feeding frenzy and distract them from flesh feasting, while allowing the Zombie organs time to re-cover and re-animate. Re-freshing Cleanses rid the corpses of maggots and vultures, and Fragrant Flower Washes clean fragile hair and nails while the Zom-bie escapes, re-laxes, and re-hydrates. Pep-permint, Tea Tree, and Eucalyptus infused with Oxygen help with tough internal cleans-ing and respiratory problems. All during this spa process, Zombies may enjoy the pleas-ant year round temperature of 58 degrees offered the cave regions of the spas. Cold cubbyholes are available for daily and weekly rentals and many social activities are included for a reasonable price. In fact, the Moultrian Region is quickly becoming the hot spot for Sun Burnt Zombies to escape the Heat.

If only I could get my

hands on a Port-A-Life pak!

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the Lamplighter’s Lullaby

Popular Attican Lamplighter, Bertus Pinch leaves his home behind and sets out on the high seas, led only by the

strange formations in the clouds that show him the way...

June 24The days are grey and blend with the sea. You can’t see where one ends and the other begins and it can make a man mad. Already 3 of the ship rats have flung themselves at the long thing with dark, oily flesh that con-tinues to slither after our boat. They van-ished in bubbles and it disappeared until its hunger returned. But if it wasn’t for it, we wouldn’t know we were on water but rather flying through the gloom. We never spoke of the crew that jumped. Cap’tn Lofton Paki kept the crew strong and we worked under his watchful, knowing eye. Until the end, I knew I wouldn’t give myself to the thing and neither would Paki. June 27Today, the mist melted away and showed us birds and sky. We knew land was near and we craved it. The warm earth always call me. Looking at the others, the gleam in their eyes and their paws grabbing at the ropes and hoisting the sails, catching a southern wind I knew they were excited, too. Back to work. Land is coming— the clouds can point where they want. I haven’t time for a fancy like that. My imagination can’t afford it. June 27A lovely town! Nestled in a mountain and the natives are a welcoming folk that invited us into cool foyers to escape the heat and gave our thirst tart lemonades and sliced fruit. Later, they led us deep into cave rooms where we swam in fresh pools and napped in hammocks. A summer paradise. Paki and I do not know our position— we know we have turned more than once and I think it is the fault of the thick cloud we floated in. It brought me to this unknown Kingdom of Summer and we have decided that here we will stay for a while. I have spotted some most peculiar plants in the forest beyond. With large faces that seem to stare and beckon.

June 31 Time is a strange thing, isn’t it? I don’t know how much use I have for it here. There are several delectable bakeries that make fine cakes out of twisted and baked fruit and sugar, stuffed into pillowy homes of pastry. Cakes the like of which I have never eaten. I have tried to go into the forest but for some reason, they will not let me. I see enormous plant specimens craning their heavy leafy heads, deep within their petals— a twinkle of an eye...July? Cakes in the morning and cakes at night. I feel blubbery and flowery— my skin seems to have a perfume like a plant. Everything here, such a sweet paradise of smells and cake. Swimming and sleeping. But explor-ing seems to be off limits. Their eyes seem strange. I know there’s a secret. July? A terrible thing! I don’t know how to make sense of it! My brain is somersaulting! I snuck early this morning when the sun was still pink over the horizon into the forest or garden or whatever it is, dozen, no! Hun-dreds of the plants, monstrous in size and each with a head buried deep in its leaves. Not flower heads, creature heads! I peeled back the petals and looked—creatures I didn’t know, mumbling, murmuring! And then! 2 of my crew! Onetoe and Curse blinked back in astonishment and choked out a few words, they said, ‘We’re in a garden and we’ll be picked for something to eat!... ‘the cakes! They get you with the cakes!’ I couldn’t clip their stems or they would die so I hurried back to the village and got Longfellow & Paki and together we dug them up and were relieved to find their roots were still perfectly intact rat feet. We have to leave immediately but cannot raise suspicion. It’s Time to leave but I fear we may never....

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Purtlebaugh Lake Lights Up

Shadow Skippers Train in Adony

Shadow Skippers kept Adony on its toes Saturday as they clung to sides of build-

ings and raced after shifting shadows that rose up and disappeared due to the wildly unpredictable July weather. Region round enthusiasts were excited to get a glimpse of some of their favorites who are busy prepar-ing for the end of Summer finals in Dauphin Wood. Electa Durril was perched high up in the nook of a shadow until suddenly the sun rose up and sliced her shadow away, caus-ing hearts to speed up and Electa to jump, quick as lightning, following the dark line to the next secure clump. Rodney Foshee, who was on several streets parallel, hung from a window ledge before performing several mid air somersaults much to the delight of the spectators who speckled the street below. He landed light in a long shadow strip and confidently skipped up the road, occasionally jumping off a building to the right or left. But in an instant the same sharp slice of sunlight found him and he flew up, heads above the

bystanders and just barely made the next shadow, advancing his placement. 5 minutes allowed him to catch his breath and plot his next move. In their dust they left trails of young skipper enthusiasts and children trying to mimic their talents and tricks.

Barry Meeir, Alice Ziv and Joey Rouze decided to take the West Side where crowds were fewer and buildings larger. Loom-ing factories made for nice escapes into luxu-riously large Shadows. But s h a d o w s and shifting s u n l i g h t u s ua l l y m e a n clouds which c a n warn of thun-der and rain and after a long af-ternoon of s k i p p i n g s u r e enough, c a m e t h e

r umb l ing s of thunder and a hearty summer Storm soon followed after. Don’t miss the Shadow Skipping Games in Dau-phin Wood, see Event Calender for details!

It was going to be difficult, yes, very difficult for Dragons to top last year’s dazzling per-

formances of Fireworking out at Purtlebaugh Lake in Gautlan. Snatches of the legendary Fireworking stories could still be heard up all through last Spring. Finally, on Saturday, creatures far and wide gathered at the shores before sunset to once again witness the thrill of seeing some of the best Fireworkers the region had to offer. Stories were compared about how Benoni Naks sailed over the crowd and created a Fire rainstorm of Fireflies that fizzed into a green vapor over the lake and astonished them all last year. Or remember Aart Frazee with his Firebirds that danced in smoke and color across Purtlebaugh and cawed in high pitched squeals that brought the crowd to their feet? Creatures still had not forgotten Lane Chaney and Bruce Chal-font, with their mystical volcanoes of glitter that erupted into the starless night. Fireworker enthusiasts dotted the crowd and mingled, sometimes answering curious questions such as, ‘What’s really in those little ingredient bottles to make the Fires so colorful?’ and ‘Does blue Fire feel different than yellow or green?’ But before too many questions could be answered, the sun slowly sank behind the lake and the five Massey Bros., who last year were remembered for weaving Fire Pictures that hypnotized the

crowd, came whizzing out. Instantly, dozens of fiery golden keys began shooting this way and that until the sky rained down keys that faded ornately into the water’s surface. Then the crowd saw it, a door on the platform that stood at the middle of the lake. One final key flitted down, still aflame, and fell into the door before fizzing out. Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Aart Frazee, who flew into the sky with an eruption of multi-colored Fire that sizzled into silvery doves . The doves suddenly flew out over the crowd, oohhing down at the watching creatures. In-stantly Frazee was greeted by whistles and clapping. Immediately, Benoni Naks came seemingly out of nowhere and landed silently on the little platform, where she removed her secret glass vials of Fire feeders. A pinch of this and a swig of that and she was off, rac-ing high above the massive crowd staring in anticipation. Her Fire came out in steady spurts. One yellow, one purple, one green, and one red until she commanded them and they all rose up in mirror images of Benoni! Immediately there were five Dragons made of colored Fire and they raced around, shock-ing the audience by spewing rivers of Fire way above them. And then the members of the audience were on their feet! What a dar-ing spectacle! An incredible display of tech-nique and control! Birdy Shay might have felt

nerves after having followed one of the most wonderful Fireworker displays but she didn’t show it. With graceful swoops and flaps she riled the crowd up with clapping hands and whizzed all the more fast. While she moved she Spat small seeds of Fire until they circled the lake, waiting for her command. As she flew up in the center she raised her hands to the night and the seeds began to writhe and grow into fiery poppies that were flame red. It was an incredible demonstration, proving that Shay could easily hold her own. The crowd showed their appreciation. Other last year newcomers included Chelsea Rankert, Lass Heredia, and Siney Turley, who put on delightful if not awesome shows of skilled Fireworks that brought great amusement to the crowd. Sure enough, this is another year of Fire-working displays that we’ll all being talking about for months to come.

...a fire Rainstorm

of fireflies that fizzed into a

green vapor over the lake

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slicedher shadow

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Enchantment Encampment DisappointmentThe Fairy Society has recently come

to the decision of cancelling all fur-ther preparations for the upcoming En-chantment Encampment. The following statement was released in explanation: ‘To respect the Nature involved in this complicated operation, the Fairy Society has decided to suspend all Enchantment Encampment Privileges. We regret this decision, and wish to assure the public that this decision was not reached light-ly. However, we felt that after last years disruptive events, it is only fair to the Nature, as well as the other prisoners, to suspend activities until further notice. Thank you.’

This may come as a shock to many par-ticipants who in some case have been on a waiting list for years. But after last

years Encampment, this decision can hardly come as a surprise. Last years Encampment was kicked off on August 21. During the opening hours, countless creatures reenacted the Historic Spiriting Away of travelers that occurred hundreds of years ago when several hundred travelers disappeared into a fairy Ring only to return, con-fused and bewildered 7 years later. The Encampment has always prided itself on being Historically Accurate and offer-ing travelers a rare glimpse behind that famous adventure. However, in 2009 travellers got more than they bargained for. Shortly after the 100 strong group disappeared into the fairy ring, 3 troll teenagers happened upon the site. The teenagers, Zenes Beam, Boyd Goga and Danny LaDue, were up to no good. They destroyed the ring, wreaking havoc on the portal for the travellers. ‘We just wanted to eat the Mushrooms. We were hungry and bored.’ LaDue told report-

ers later, ‘We meant no harm.’ Harm was done. It took many months, countless resources, borrowed extra power from the Forest to bring the trav-elers through safely. ‘It’s one thing for prisoners to have such an experience —’ the Fairy Society was quoted as saying last year, ‘but these were respectful visi-tors, witnesses— they technically have no place here, but we allowed it. Disrupting the Forest like that was Unforgiveable.’ The Trolls were given 6 months of com-munity service as penance. But wherev-er the three teenagers go, creatures far and wide know what they did, and many believe it was done on purpose. ‘Oh sure,’ said Penny Cunningham, ‘a troll who doesn’t know a fairy ring? Give me a break. They were hungry? Please. I was trapped for months, afraid for my life, afraid I’d never see my family again, because some trolls were hungry? It’s almost better to think that they did it on purpose.’

Misty Marionettes were hung from the

clouds by wispy strings

Sunday afternoon brought a procession of wonderfully fluffy clouds marching

across the sky in Brewington’s Field, as all in attendance found their coziest patch of grass and watched as the Misty Parade soon Commenced...

A feathered Ostrich reared his head be-tween the large clouds, seemingly pecking at the sun with his long beak. You could almost make out his long wispy eyelashes that hung over his dark eyes. No sooner had he reached the top of the field then fol-lowed an enormous Ferris Wheel, spinning in the sunshine, slowly at first and then gain-ing in speed, its little carriages full of misty folk who were soon spun away. Moments passed before another cloud began form-ing. Buzzes would pass through the crowd: What could it be? Was it a cave? Or a bear head? No, it was a Beehive! With tiny fluffs of bees swarming it. They even buzzed around foggy flowers with puffy petals. The hive rose up above the field, growing ever large in size until finally deflating into long vaporous strands of ribbony cloud.

Then there was sunshine, bright and clear, and lemonades were sipped and treats nibbled. It was a lazy sort of day with nothing to do but breathe the air. A keyhole began form-ing, first to the east and slowly growing in size. Sunshine peeked through the hole and everyone awaited the hazy key that never appeared. That was soon forgotten be-cause almost immediately and right before everyones’ eyes a vaporous puppet theater began! Misty Marionettes were hung from the clouds by wispy strings and pulled by some unknown puppet master for the de-light of everyone present. The Marionettes jerked and danced across the sky and then stopped, frozen in time until a wind ush-ered their dance onward. They mimed their quick story, which told of a journey through weather fierce and intense, tempered by Sunshine and Snow that never ended with night. Then they were gone, evaporated by wind to be summoned up again in some other place.

A beast snuck up and crawled to show a fang dripping with cloud and cautioned of rain. In fact, the sky became grey and warned of an upcoming storm as thunder began grumbling in the distance. A swarm of swallows swooped low through the fog and also whistled of weather. The whip crack of thunder closed the Cloud Parade for that day, but it promised to continue next Sunday at Brewington’s Field, weather permitting.

Cloud Watchers Enjoy Carnival of Color

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Come on out to the Isle of Paskewyn the last weekend in July and take part in the Peat-

ing and Scavanger hunt activities brought to you by the Pirate Preservation Society. Hosted by the well respected Bog Body, Gaius Cannut and featuring Chase Colliver. Last year, Peatin’ Activities started full force with hundreds of Pirates and Pirate enthusiasts descending on the gorgeous Historic Isle of Paskewyn to

try their hand at finding some of t h e

treasures buried deep within the peat. For the land- bound there was no shortage of Entertain-ment with Illuminated Hand, Pieces of Eight and Splinter playing throughout the weekend. Funny folk: Mads Turley, Hiram Divinney and Rita Ruth kept all laughing through it all and will be appearing this year again, along with Cordie Melton, Musical acts include the ever popular Pieces of Eight and Splinter as well as CentiPede. Many Congratulations to last years winner, Mabel Kizzy who found the

much sought after ‘Time Piece Contraption’ that was presumed to tell time in other dimensions. After further inspection it was revealed it was just a primitive treasure. It was however, a distinct prize

and brought with it the title of 1st Place winner!

Family & Picnic friendly, the Isle of Paskewyn has plenty of camping accommodations! See you there!

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Valley o’ the Tombs Returns!

After the tremendous turnout for last years Valley o’ the Tombs Restoration

Festivities, along with the still echoing town talk of how much fun the event had been, organizers of the original Festivities have de-cided to once again put on another party in hopes of making it an annual tradition. This year’s festival will occupy only one day: the first Saturday in July, when the blood-red poppies are guaranteed to be in full bloom to make a lovely contrast next to the many grey and cold tombstones and mausoleums. Last year celebrated the completion of the painstaking restoration of the valley after the Angry Betty Tornado ripped through the region more than 6 years ago this Sum-mer. Not only did the tornado smash hun-dreds of fragile tombstones and historical resting monuments, but it also slung many of the delicate corpses around the valley. This made it enormously challenging for volunteers to try to find the proper homes

for the bones. Immediately, an emergency team was on-sight to help bewildered and shocked families and ghosts sort through the emotional information they were processing, while state-of-the-art technicians began the tedious work of bone matching. The pur-pose of the planned Festivities is as much to honor the Valley as to honor those who gave their time and hard work to restore it.You’ll hear plenty about what happened through animated paranormal storytelling by campfires. The famous band Illuminated Hand has already been confirmed to be headlining again this year. And as there will be plenty of ghosts in attendance, be-ing waltzed up to the moon is certainly a possibility! ...the blood red

poppies are guaranteed to be

in full Bloom

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After many recent popular appearances with the band Anderville Thrill, the

Anura Toad Choir has decided to take some time to concentrate on solo touring and proj-ects. This is ‘not because’ said Toad conduc-tor Leon Rhoda ‘we’re tired of playing second fiddle to the rocks and minerals of Anderville Thrill, but rather because we want to explore our own sound Independently.’

Now’s a good a time as any for such explora-tion, especially given the recent rise in popu-larity of many unconventional musical experi-ences such as the Wailing Woman’s Chorus and the Insectia Symphony. The Anura Toad Choir has something unique to offer and fans are listening— ‘They’re not like other Toad Choirs; they have a modern sound, almost suspenseful and scary. They keep listeners on their toes. I’m going to miss their sound with the rocks from Anderville.’ said longtime fan Bert Lutevi. But conductor Leon Rhoda recently assured fans that the Anderville and Anura collaboration would not end. ‘We have plenty of future proj-ects lined up and our touring will continue. It will just no longer be exclusive. There’s still a lot of things we’d like to explore on our own.’

Anura Toad Choir goes Solo

They’re not like other Toad Choirs; they have a modern

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Kitere ‘Cioba’ in Riley opened its private collection for the Kite Lovers and the

Curious. The opening included a tour of its un-derground vaults, which boast some of the fin-est specimens in kite design and construction in the region. Most sought after of all was Lady Nay Alderade’s Thunder Cloud Kite. This kite was given its special spot all to itself, flooded in soft lights. Its faded purple and grey silks and twinkling diamond-like jewels held captive all who witnessed it. Arielle Flynn’s ‘Billowing Bunch of Daffodils’ was also in attendance, as was Etta Perev’s ‘Little Butterfly’ from this past Spring. Dark and Foreboding was Piatt Ross’s ‘Vulture.’

Proprietor Theodore Imkey demonstrated the designing process and the technicalities in in-volved in kite-making and visitors were allowed to participate in making paper kites.

Cioba Kite Exhibition

Cioba Founder & Owner, Theodore Imkey demonstrates Kite making to a Group

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Spotlight: Rye Fitzalen and a Love for CarpetsRye Fitzalen brushes the luxurious Carpet

that hovers before him. The sun catches the light of the Oil on the silken threads, an Oil that Fitzalen says with a wink is ‘their flying potion. ’ Of course, these Carpets have flown for hundreds of years, if not thousands, and the secret lies not within some petty Oil but rather in the riddles of their stitches. ‘Although,’ Fit-zalen says, ‘the oil does help. Floria Fitzalen is the one who originally developed the essential Oil blend that they respond to. I guess there’s something in the Oil blend that reminds them of her. No one knew Carpets like Floria.’

Floria Fitzalen was a notorious sailor. At a moment’s whim, she’d leave her home, and alone on her boat she’d sail to exotic and forgot-ten lands. Despite countless warnings from her family, Ms. Fitzalen persisted in sailing out all by herself. She visited strange deserted islands and traded treasures with the natives. She had a fascination with curiosities, and many People thought that this fascination was because she herself was somewhat of a curiosity: she was a Primordial Dwarf Giant, not weighing more than a large horse and never really feeling at home anywhere. One night, there came a storm and she was caught alone on the peril-ous sea. Legend has it that her boat began to sink, and Ms. Fitzalen was lying on the floor of her cabin holding on for her dear life. All of a sudden, the water started to pour into the cabin and the Carpet she was clutching began to float and then took off into the sky, eventual-ly locating land and thus saving her. Ever after, Ms. Fitzalen was devoted to Magic Carpets:

saving, restoring, and taking care of them. She had a real skill for spotting them, as many Mag-ic Carpets are known for laying dormant for hundreds of years until something like a violent event or flooding water rouses them from their slumbers. Some think Ms. Fitzalen developed the Oil blend out of her favorite perfumes that were knocked off the shelves that fatal night and mixed with the seawaters. Alchemists have asked, ‘What’s in the blend?’ and many pricey offers have come, but Rye Fitzalen knows it takes more than an oil blend to spot a Carpet and to make it fly. ‘In some ways, they choose you and the Fitzalens are lucky.’ Others wonder if Luck had anything to do with the long relationshiop between the Fitza-len family and Magic Carpets. ‘I know the Fit-zalen’s were Ancient Alchemists who special-ized in Textiles,’ said local genealogist Wayne Addison. ‘long before Floria. Not everyone, af-ter all, happens to be laying on a Magic Carpet right when they need one. There’s a mutual at-traction between the carpets and the family. ’ At the present time, Mr. Fitzalen has other plans for sharing his castle and his heritage. ‘I’d like to open the castle for a weekend in December. The garden mazes are beautiful in their own way with torches lit in the snow. I want to invite people inside to see the castle and to share in some of the treasures I inher-ited. I have more than Magic Carpets keeping me company.’ Legends swirl about the secret rooms and illu-sions contained in Mr. Fitzalen’s castle. Haunt-ing is the least of the excitement it is rumored to have. ‘All of my ancestors traveled and col-lected Curiosities. From Cellar to Attic, the castle is stuffed tight with Oddities. Some say I should open it during Hallowe’en. I’m still thinking about it. I could make a haunted house that would terrify visitors for years to come. Gi-ant peculiar objects do tend to scare.’

Butterfield Sister’sSolstice Soiree

The Butterfield Sisters, Pansy & Poppy hosted another of their much loved and

anticipated fancy dress balls in Sangamon for-est to celebrate the Summer Solstice and the excitement was as poignant as the heat light-ning beyond the trees that made for exciting additional decorations. Not to say, of course that Pansy & Poppy hadn’t gone to their usual lengths and made a Fairyland out of the for-est. Colored paper lanterns were strewn and

twinkled along with the fireflies that caught the sparkle of many a wondrous costume. No shortage of plumed birds, queen of hearts and circus characters and one could see all the hard work and thoughtful preparation put into each ensemble. Beautiful dancing and twin-kling headdresses weaved a tapestry of a glo-rious evening—one that will be remembered until Winter, where it will shine with color & warmth among the icicles and chill.

If you happened to miss the enchanting Pa-rade of Ponds in Mintady last year, then

you’ll have another chance this Summer ev-ery Saturday night from July 1 - September 1. The water gardens are stunning and mag-nificent, full of waterfalls of all sizes as well as streams and creeks that lead into the Mintady Caves. Stroll through lantern lit pathways that offer beautiful glimpses of water lilied ponds. As last year, there will be no shortage of il-luminated inhabitants and the Mintady Pond

Society will have an outdoor cafe offering sweets and refreshments. Pond mermaids will be on hand offering the finest of their hand-made Arts and Crafts and small pleasant mu-sical acts will be performing every weekend. This is a self-tour but the Pond Society will be available for questions. The Mintady por-tion of the Caves encourages all to follow the streams up into their glowing lagoon waters where there is an abundance of aquatic plants and animals. A delightful feast for the eyes!

Parade of Ponds, Mintady

‘ ‘it takes more than an oil blend to spot a carpet and to make

them fly

Fitzalen with his house Dragon, Sidney

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Summer Nights Celebration in Tiogo Park, Adony Featuring Theater

in the Park with the Spit-its shadow Puppetry Theater. Arts and Crafts from some of the finest Artisans region round. Childrens Booth & Delicious Refreshments! Friday the 13th weekend August—

Insectia Symphony presents ‘Upon a mid-Summers Moon’ You won’t want to miss the Isle of Paskewyn’s famous Insectia Symphony while they tour this Summer with this new piece of Magnif-icent Summer Song! Scissor Grinding Cicadas, Crickets and Katy-did in the Hundreds to lull you off to a mid-Sum-mers Moon!

Lorimor Sculpture Garden is hosting the Young Sculptors Guild & Exhibi-tion. ‘Saw Dust a ‘Plenty’ which aims to educate and enlighten. Come see dozens of sculptures created from dis-carded saw dust- Renewing Art through Reanimation! August 7-21

Sibley’s Ice Cream Crankin’ in Ione Park Special returning Ice Cream art-ists: Ida Devore, Jane Rothrock and Norville Spiker. A ticket goes to all you can eat o’ the cream and proceeds go to the Imaginary Friends Foundation, (IFF) for help with learning, housing and clothing. August 15th 3p.m. to 7 p.m.

the Tennie Duck Studios opens its doors the 2nd Sunday in June from 2-4 p.m. to invite the curious into the lives of its art-ists to see how they work, their methods and becoming a part of their community.

Dahlia Festival in AtticaAnemones, Collerettes, pompons and paeonys! The many disguises of the ex-quisite Dahlia will be on full display in Attica last weekend in July. Podlings and seeds will be available for sale and swaps are encouraged! Sponsored by the Bayonne Society of Dahlias, seeking to share and support this most beautiful of flowers!0

Botanical Gardens holds Summer hoursCape Marion’s Unique and Impressive botanical Gardens will hold extended Summer hours until 9 p.m to allow guest to view the gardens during darker hours as well as to attend its many events such as Garden Cocktails featuring different flowers in bloom and candlelit dancing in the conservatory. In addition to it’s ever popular early Bird Walks that take place every Wed., the Orchid hall will be in full bloom with fragrant, stunning or-chids. The Orangery is currently serving tea from the many spices it grows in the garden. Enjoy fresh plucked vanilla, cin-namon, pepper and ginger teas. Pies are baked up fresh daily and one can enjoy them in the, ‘Garden under Glass’, while watching the various fluttering butterflies that live in the Orangery.Hours, Tues-Sun 11 a.m. - 9 p.m.

Gellatly Summer Camp will have a week-end of fun & Festivities during the annual appearance of the Synchronized Fireflies. Visitors can enjoy the usual fun activities such as swimming in the Vanamee River, hiking and camping and maybe even get their fortunes told by the Gypsy Band that usually camps during the Summer at Gellatly. The Duychinck Volcano is nearby and has been known to turn the twilights red with its volcanic Ash. Last weekend in July.

Isle of Amaya Pirate & Peatin’ Scav-anger Hunt w/special guests Pieces of Eight, Illuminated Hand, Splinter and many more! Comediennes Mads Turley, Hiram Divinney and Rita Ruth. Deli-cious Food and Fun Festivities for the whole family! July 10-12

Lorimor Cross in Attica presents Illu-minated Hand for Friday the 13 7p.m. (August) along with Midnight Festivi-ties.

Witch Refreshing Courses at J.J. Phipps Auditorium in Pontabry 2-4pm every Sunday in August. Lost your edge? Are your brews weak? Is the Future Cloudy? Come & get Refreshed be-fore Autumn Season!

Anglesey Graveyeard Jig1st and 3rd Saturdays through Autumn. Once again the Lee-Lizenbee band will be joining the mystical waltz with the phantasms of Anglesey’s Favorite Boneyard. A misty procession against a beautiful Moon backdrop. Bring your dancing shoes and happy spirit!

Bayonne Ballet presents, ‘Shoo Fly’ an Ode to Summer Insects and the Emo-tions they Inspire. With jerking Rythym and flights through Space, ‘Shoo Fly’ makes a crazy dance and an all ‘round enjoyable spectacle for the whole Fam-ily.

Darby Ryal Gallery presents ‘A Story in Shoe’ running July 29- August 13. See where the shoes will take you!

Harlow Woods host Summer Storm! Through the brambles and the leaves, catch a glimpse of frightening, Lightning! Pond Mists and Bog Fog’s add to the Suspense of a Summer’s Storm!

Diltz Express wants to Woo and wind you through the cool Moultrian Caves. A wonderful Retreat from the Heat! Take Lagoon Swims and dine at the many wonderful Cafe’s and watering Holes the Moultries has to offer. Stop by Diltz To-day!

Vavrinia Fun Park offers 2 for 1 for Fam-ilies through September. Try out, ‘Goo the Green’ and ‘WannaBoo’ 2 new rides that every ones raving about!

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from the Horsetor ianDear Horsetorian, I’m a mermaid who many years ago, fell for a land dweller. Although the spark is long gone, I take my vows very seriously. Yet-—I’ve developed a terrible scale problem due to the dehydration of living away from the water. It’s run out of control and I’m torn between losing my fins or my husband?Tired of Drying

Dear Tired of Drying, Maybe it’s time for him to get wet? He may also be tired of your itching and complaining. Compromise comes from both sides and if he’s not willing then leave without him! HH

Dear Mr. Horsetorian, Last Summer, we set up nest as we always do and prepared for our new hatchlings. When they finally emerged we immediately noticed one of them was larger than the others. Of course, we knew it was the Cukoo up to her old tricks and after careful searches around the neighborhood turned up nothing we decided to raise the poor chick as our own. Well, wouldn’t you know it, now that Kevin is officially 1 year old and old enough to bring food home and con-tribute into modern society the mother wants her baby back, although we raised Kevin and were there for him during the most difficult moments of his life. We’re willing to go all the way in our fight to keep Kevin but just wanted to consult you first since you have so much Wisdom. Thank you!Birds of a Feather Dear Birds of a FeatherWell, you knew the M.O. of the Cuckoo when you got into this mess. It is a real mess and will most certainly end with you all being Cuckoos! If you want Kevin to visit you later, you better treat him like a bird and set him Free.HH

Hi Horsetorian, My hairs been thinning and it’s this horrible silken shiny, blondish color and my warts are pale and hairless. I’m bog-gled as to why this is happening to me. I’m a modern witch and my entire life as been spent under the heavy weight of coarse, thick hair with no shortage of wart blessings with wirey hairs. I’m los-ing clients and quite frankly, my mind. Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

Dear Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow, It is very possible that some of your witch competitors have cast a beauty

spell over you.Where are you losing your clinets to? It’s likely to the one that holds the antidote. Good Luck! HH

Hello Horsetorian, I’ve been haunting an old barn on my property for generations but all of a sudden this wonderful family moved in and helped me get over my Moaning and Sorrow. This is great and I feel com-pletely different yet it has been a part of my identity for so long that now, I feel like I’m having a crisis. Now, the family wants me as a ‘family friendly ghost’ and though I’m happy to oblige I feel like it isn’t me. All outta Moans

Dear All outta Moans, Looks like you’ve been getting soft in your old age! You’re losing your cool! And when a ghost gets all warm and bubbly it’s a sure sign to move it along!HH

Mr. Horsetorian, My wife and I were delighted to welcome into the world over a thousand little spider babies and I was happy, I was—it was the best day of my life—but now,...it’s just that there are so many questions! Thousands of incessant ques-tion about the world that I’m finding myself, completely overwhelmed! It’s not that I want to be a happy bachelor or I long for my freedom but I long for a bit of peace and quiet! What should I do? Daddy Long Legs

Dear Daddy Long Legs, I’m amazed that you’re still there, knowing your speicies! If not eaten by the female the male is always quick to clear town before the babies are born! Kudos to you for sticking it out so long. Whatever you’re trying to prove is maybe

not worth it. You’re welcome to stay —I certainly wouldn’t. HH

Dear Horsetorian, My friend’s been keeping me prisoner in my home for over 2 weeks, citing a dream she had that something was going to happen to me. She makes me food and constantly talks about this dream, which doesn’t even make sense to me. —I’m writ-ing you out of sheer desperation. How do I make her release me back to that strange, wonderful thing called ...Life? Prisoner of a Prophecy

Dear Prisoner of a Prophecy, Is she a licensed prophet? You should demand some credentials, friend or not. I could stay in my house for 10 years if a legit prophet came to me! Take control of your destiny. She’s the only bad thing that has happened to you over the last 2 weeks and therefore it has already hap-pened so you’re Free!HH

Howdy Horsetorian, I’m a Troll— just moved to a new, small town and boy, am i getting looks! Sure, I’m rough around the edges and I don’t smell like a bouquet but I’m determined to stay out of trouble and resist my appetite for my neighbors! What does a Troll gotta o around here to earn some respect?Done Trolling

Dear Done Trolling, Community Service! more specifically: Help Senior Citizens for free! They’ll quickly spread the word about your new found character and journey on the straight and narrow and because of their muted smells, won’t mind you not smell-ing like roses. HH

Dear Horsetorian, I was a wild Sangamon Forest Fairy who was abducted by a family and kept as a curiosity in a cage. Evantually when the children grew up and tired of me, they finally set me free. Since then, I’ve always felt alienated from others. It’s difficult for me to create lasting relationships and in-tegrate into Fairy Society again. How do I do this? Can I get over my past?Still in a Cage

Dear Still in a Cage, Time to return to the family and forgive them for what they’ve done. They obvi-ously don’t know the severe consequences of caging. This will help you trust people again. HHHello Horsetorian, I have a delicate situation: My boss’s new girlfriend is a vulture and comes in everyday around lunchtime and leaves a trail of rotting corpse stench behind her. He’s very much in love and seemingly oblivious to the smell while all the rest of us in the office fail to eat our lunches and in turn don’t get all our work done. How do I tell my boss that his girlfriend reeks of Rot? Pretty Putrid Problem

Dear Pretty Putrid Problem,This is a delicate situation, indeed! The only thing to be done is confronting your boss with the truth. He may find it awk-ward but she will, believe it or not, be very flattered which in turn will please him! If you tell him that it is interfereing with your work then he’ll have no other choice then to respect you.

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Seasonal SuggestionsFresh Almond cake should accompany Mid-night Journeys H Chimney Sweeps know where to find Shooting Stars and will advise you in exchange for a bit of Cake H the direc-tion in which a Star falls will point out where Treasure lays H A Wagon can breeze across a bridge but nothing can make a bridge rattle like an old Cat H If you meet a one eyed Cat at night, spit on your palm 3 times to ensure nice weather H If you see a Violet colored Cloud you will have a long life H If you take a magnifying glass up to the Moon you can see a woman and a dog Spinning H To always have Protection, feed a piece of Buttered Bread with a hair from your head to a Hound and there will always be one around! H Take a Pebble from a Spring you visit for the first time and wrap it in wax paper and always carry it with you for Luck H If you gaze into deep water and can clearly see the bottom, your Dreams will come True H A craw-daddy pinching your toes will not let go until he hears Thun-der H When you see Lightning, run to the exact spot for it never strikes twice! H Night Rainwater should be collected in a bottle and treasures washed with it to ensure against Theft H Some call Moonlight Flowers a cluster of Fallen Stars H When returning home rap on your gate 3 times to warn the Ghosts H to ensure a Healthy Garden, plant flowers before the Sun rises and gently water with cold Tea made from Rainwater H leave a tea kettle to boil and you’ll boil your Friends away! H Never interrupt your bed making or you will Sleep restless H A vase of Poppies kept in your room will help you Sleep soundly H If you Dream of someone you’ll surely hear from them the next day H Cream and Peaches, my Nose itches! Somebody’s coming with a hole in his Britches! H Sew a Penny in a hem and you’ll never be Broke! H Green Pennyroyal in the pocket keeps away unwanted Critters H If a Broom falls, it is time to put it to Use! H Singing to your Broom makes a Cleaner Room H Always take your afternoon Iced Tea with your Garden! H H H

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gershamgatts

took the wrong way on the first day in May

and quickly got cornered by a packthose wild beasts,

upon my bones did feastended my life as a snack!

Robelia warren

take a slip! oh, it won’t hurt much

just a little fallI’ll make sure noone hears your call

but then you’ll be invited to the misty moonlighted ball

that’s for the Dead- each one and for All!

Sure, we’re chilly, never do seem to get warm

and yes, we miss having some material formbut the living!

and their questions of Why?we know Now!

but to find out ya gotta die—

mander jal

harriethenthorn

they trapped me and kept me‘cos I was pretty

to star at and glare atfar away from the city

in a tiny jar kept real highand I never again got to see the sky

Aminta nicu

We have fireflies that twinkle and glownot as pretty as yours, tho—

they have toothy grins and follow too close

now, it is themI am scared of the most!

rye wright

I was conjured up in a Labgrown out of a doctor who was mada sigh from a creature with no heartbe kind to life for it is easy to part

Alfred pesha

one funny thing, that you never

stop to consideris that maybe your soul

just doesn’t up and witherno, no!

it still continues to grow! and there’s many things it’s wanting to

know—

waylandlinn

I they’ve told me to move on & that I’ve turned too nice

what? Are these new rules? We’ve got to be cold as Ice?

So I was pleasant to the living- who thought that’d be bad?

I’m off to the Light, somewhere I can be glad!

jack marshall

greenberry lee

No one asked meIf I’d like to come to tea

or what kind of heaven was for me?I landed here and am searching still

for whatever that it is up & over that Hill...

chesterralph

just tell ‘em to stay calmand take a deep breath

it’s just Life, so don’t you fretI’ll be waiting in a Rosy Dawnin that pretty dress with that

little pattern of Fawnleave my body Natural and do not embalm!

Beulah gilbert

mossy bogs full of singing frogs

that don’t hear when I skip byI see them stare

thru the airas I melt right up to the Sky

ardysratslaf

in a dream you know somethings missinglike you’ve got no teeth yet you’re whistling

that’s how the death dance is for medon’t know how it’ll be for you

for he or for she

patrenkashaw

on Full Moon nights and on warm summer eves, we come waltzing out

from the brambles and treesand swirling up to the Twilight sky look up, you may see us pass by!

rawnie risa

Water lilies were my favorite flower

glowing and full of powerwho knew they’d trick and Tieand be the last blooming faces

I’d see before I’d die—

Ghosts are always wantedat dances for the haunted

and in Summer there are plenty of those

and we come dressed in our best clothes

misty gowns for twilight nightsleave shooting stars across the skies

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T A U RUS boilin’ un Boilin

I just love how it smacksreminds me how nothin’ boils better

thun fat—un tha days are chokin and covered in heat

wants to sizzle us all like large chunks of meat

so runaway, off ya go to the shorebefore the heat finds ya

wantin’ more—

V I R G OSecrets Swirling

see them spinning fast!turning round un in a second they’re past!

ahah! yours I’ll keep tight and look from the left un to tha right

I’ll keep ‘em but only til tonightthen it’ll be time to release them

and ya know who ta telltelling ‘em will make

everyone well

P I S C E SA fortune ya say?

well, come this way, sir!—tis yer lucky day!and lucks fine by me

if ya have a bitit comes when it wants un for a spell it’ll sit

but betting on itno, I’d never do thatjust when ya need it

you’ll wonder where it’s at!

AQUARIUSNext I say!

or shall I simply Brew?I’ll scream out tha Future

un you’ll know if it’s about you?Someones hungry un lookin’ for some gold

something ta be stolen un then later sold?

watch yer fingers hungry un looking for a deal

you know better than anyone, tis wrong ta steal!

L E Ocuoghin’ un wheezy,

my it’s a dreadful thing! but me brew loves me ...be it Winter or Spring

un ya have someone like this!I see a sparkle of eyes down below

see how they catch faintly thun glowstick with them

for soon, you’ll need a friend—

G E M I N IMe pot tis eager

ta spin a taleshe like ta tell secrets in bubblin’ wails—

ahah! a sweet lil’ laddy are ye-a kind child

when you were tiny un wee-

that kindness it follows ya still—un it always will!

S A G I T T A R I U SI can stir

un I can poke as ta make

tha brew wild un smoke!

yer futures hazy like looking through

a misty glassya gotta look real close

or in a puff it’ll pastun who cares anyway?

ya got yer health ta-day!

LIBRAWhat’s me got, eh?

Down here in me pot?it swishes to tha sides un bubbles un pops!ya’ve got a pretty face

un rosy cheeksnot a worry in the world

seems not a blemish fer weeks! pretty words, maybe even too pretty—

run to tha country, get away from the city!

A R I E Sa Twinklin’ copper tis mine

so Quick! let’s see what me sludge does

with a poke of me stick!Rattlin’ you awake

is surely a sore mistakefor you’ll wake when ya want

the others they can carry on with their taunts—

S C O R P I Ohehe!

‘tis a silly task have I!ta take me spoon here un poke ya in yer eye!well, then take a look—

don’t be scared!what? ya didn’t think I cared?

lean in, tha future’s all Win-Win!

C A P R I C O R Na clear un pretty brew

sits simmerin’ far belowwatch tha puffs of smoke

swirl up and godo ya love him?

Why’d ya ask me?ask yer heart

tis that, — that knows whats best for thee!

C A N C E Rooooh, it’s stuck

seems it’s not wantin’ to flownow, it wouldn’t be you?

—yer not wantin’ ta grow?then throw yer penny in, yes,

it’s beginning ta moveseems just like ya needs ta get inta tha Groove!

“What’s me got, here in me pot?

Things that wriggle! Things that sleep!

Things that’ll cost ya a penny just to take a peek—

With here me’s a’precious spoonstirs it up til it reflects tha Moon!

Dropped somethin’ fried un greasy down there yesterday

un when I done pulled it out...it was alive un gray

It looked me in me eye un said, ‘sister you’ve done bad!’

So I honked it’s long nose un made it real mad!

He He! Down below, there you go!

Come un take a peek, ‘tis a penny for thee!

So gather round ya dearies!

Gather round me brew!

Let’s see what

the

“Me hands be knottedand tired, the veins

ropin’ bout them likebits of twisted wire

un I heave a sigh un a ho—un take me a little restlet the earth be calm

un be at her beautiful best....”

THEE STARS

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HIlinianHit’s Magic!

Vegetable Plants for Swap:2Tomatoes, Peppers, Beet,

Egg Plant, CattyWampus, Lettuce, , Cabbage &Strong Coconut Palms

—Lorimor Cross Market—EEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Snellings Hats11 Resquie Sq., Attica

‘the Latest in Summer

Fashions!’

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Bacheolor Owl with Excellent Night Vision looking for a mature tree to rent in exchange for keep-

ing pests away from your Vegetable Patch. contact kindly: Frederick

—Emmit’s——Cafeteria &

Bakery—August 2 for 1 Lunch Specials

8730 S. Packard Ln, Chariton

****************:::Nature’s Gardeners:::Adopt a loving & helpful family

of worms today and watch your

garden grow from...

—Dreary to Dreamy!—Stop by ‘Weona’s Worm Soci-

ety’ for a helpful Brochure &

maybe your very own loving

family of Worms!

8501 Grenadon Blcd. Weona

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made Fresh Daily!

Choose from: Pine & Rose,

Liquorice Root & Lavender,

Cedar Mint, Apple Blossom &

Cherry, Elderberry & Sea Salt

& Many, Many More!

Horn & Sons Creamery

—Watonga—

Mattress/Nest Renovatinginterested in Swapping for Dental work. Werewolf teeth in need of

some Assistance & Advice. Thanks, Tiffany

VennebalHerbal Remedies

“Miracle Packetsfor Exo-Skeletons”

Wanting to Swap Childcare for

fresh Veggies! Shelly

If you’re Small & Defenseless & in

need of a Friend,

come to the Lion’s Den!

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