Now that stopped me quite cold. Now he was standing in front of me flailing his arms, long and loose jointed. His face contorted into a snarl at first then hope then total fear. All in a flash then " Time oh! oh! tit, toh, slup, be time he want's see hear the winbings" He grabbed my right arm by the elbow and for just a second all movement stopped and he looked intently into my eye's. Was that stars I saw? Clouds? what shapes are these I see? He blinked and there was nothing but blackness in the orbs most of us call eyes. " You see muck much low. Oh yes he be! Ha! Yow tik, tee!" With that he released me and swirled around and danced a jig, I am sure, Laughed with another croake and puff gone!
I rubbed my arm gingerly it felt as if an electric shock.... NO! ever bump your elbow and it tingles all over an dosen't work right. Thats it! What had I just encontered? I knew why but what was it they were warning me about? Was it ? No way! Well maybe? You see I was on the expedition. I had better start from the beggining and then you will understand a bit better. You see I have it and it's just about fixed.
From an article published in the Air Heart Daily.
The Steam clock of Captain Mortimus B. Bland as recovered from
the almost unreachable and precariously positioned wreck site of the air ship
Demistictus. This clock was recovered during an expedition to the site
where the Air ship Demistictus finally found it’s last mooring. Untimely and as
unexpected as it was, it was not a fatal crash, as it probable could have been.
The surviving crew‘s accounts of the last excruciatingly dire events all agree
it was only with the actions of Captain Bland that the outcome was, well, ok.
Of course, as was reported, Captain Bland was not present to
join in the relief of a safe landing. Unfortunately the Demistictus was
completely destroyed and the Captain was never found. Which may not be a bad
thing or a good thing, I’m not sure which. After all Captain Bland was not a
Captain, as we later learned, or a Bland! And there are more than a few
questions surrounding the cargo the
Demistictus was carrying on what was to be the last and fateful voyage and
what of the extraordinary astronomical calamity that appeared to only be
located in the immediate vicinity of…… You see why this artifact is so
mysterious. Even the gentleman that supposedly assembled it is quite
unavailable for comment.
What exactly was the function of what appears to be an
ordinary steam powered clock that however includes many unclock- like features?
And what of the eerie glow what emanated from the Captain’s cabin right before
the crew heard the Captain bellow “ABANDON SHIP PLEASE!”. Although there was
one fellow that swore what was said was “A BACON SANDWICH PLEASE”. The crew to the last man and woman
took the first interpretation to heart and scrambled over the side and dropped
unceremoniously to the rough terrain below. Whether or not this course of
action precipitated the coming events or if a bacon sandwich could have changed
the outcome is still hotly debated. The outcome was really quite a splendid meeting of airship and a
rather large forbidding bit of granite. Splendid, in this case, meaning quite a
site to see. Of course I’m sure that Captain Bland might have disagreed. But we will never know now, will we?
