Below are the fragments of a story that I had in my mind one day when I woke up. It seemed like it would be interesting if it were coherent.
“I once had a room that resonated alternately with the King’s watch, a teacup, and the boardroom at Werther’s International. The most interesting thing happened on its birthday – it used to listen to half a teacup.”
“What was the other half?”
*
Her mind fogged, and the original room came into view.
“The headboard was different. It was more delicate.”
“I know the one! Great headboard!”
“Fantastic headboard!”
“And that teddy was by the vase.”
A story about a wizard who spies on the King, and a young girl who tries to get close to the King. A young King who needs to recall the way his room was for an ancestor in order to communicate with him and get his help? Advice? Against some kind of evil.
It’s perfectly normal to spy on the King. The wizard is benevolent.
***
“I once had a room that resonated alternately with the King’s watch, a teacup, and the boardroom at Werther’s International. The most interesting thing happened on its birthday – it used to listen to half a teacup.”
“What was the other half?”
*
Her mind fogged, and the original room came into view.
“The headboard was different. It was more delicate.”
“I know the one! Great headboard!”
“Fantastic headboard!”
“And that teddy was by the vase.”
*
A story about a wizard who spies on the King, and a young girl who tries to get close to the King. A young King who needs to recall the way his room was for an ancestor in order to communicate with him and get his help? Advice? Against some kind of evil.
It’s perfectly normal to spy on the King. The wizard is benevolent.
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