Tales and Stories – Part 3

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Augustus Coopinheim. Somehow–and I’m not sure how–I have found myself stranded in the Punchy Lands. Professor VJ Duke is currently trying to help me get out, but until he succeeds…I’m hopelessly stuck.

I keep a journal of my adventures in the Punchy Lands, and Professor VJ Duke posts a portion of it here every Wednesday.

So, until the professor finds a way…

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If you would like to refresh yourself on the story, please see Part 2!

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PART 3:

“…you must understand,” Merlin continued, staring at me somewhat guardedly, “it was really quite shocking.”

“What was shocking?” I asked. “That the king banned magic, or that France declared war on England?”

Merlin paused, tilted his head, and furrowed his brow. “Hmm…I believe they both were shocking, but I was mainly referring to the latter.”

“France declaring war?”

“Yes.”

“So what happened?”

Merlin sighed. “Well…well…once French troops landed on England’s beaches, King Arthur ordered me to act.”

“Act?”

“Yes, he ordered me to create a magical fog so that the French couldn’t find their way to the castle.”

“Did it work?” I asked.

Merlin shook his head. “Sadly, no. I made The Blunder. I thought that I had done everything right, you must understand. I faced the right direction. I said the right things. Balderdash! I even said please! But it was all for not. You see, the fog didn’t descend upon the French, it descended upon the castle.”

“Really?”

Merlin nodded. “Sad, I know. But, yes, it did. So, after King Arthur lost the war, and had to pay a lot of gold to Napoleon, he banned magic. I am no longer allowed to practice.”

It was all very odd – almost too odd. The man sitting across from me, his long grey beard, his odd frock, and his heavy expression, seemed almost unreal.

I stood.

“I see,” I said. “Well, I must be on my way.”

Merlin stood too. “Oh-”

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door.

Merlin snapped his head around and began to quake.

The door opened slowly – almost rhythmically.

Someone was standing in the doorway.

“Hey,” he said.

Merlin looked relieved. “Ahh, Schwarz, how are you? Good? That’s good. I was-”

Schwarz completely ignored Merlin. He turned and looked straight at me. “The king wants to see you now, tell you what!”

Tune in this coming Wednesday for Part 4!

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