A Symphony unto Oneself

A Symphony unto Oneself

Chapter 3

     The Story The Authors
Taking up their Unicycles the two began pedaling furiously off toward Xanadu. Gurn dared not confide his misgivings to his sulking but devoted companion. Without a bi-phasic wave generator there was little hope that his idea to rig a gigantic dewy-petalled Rose above the surface of a virtual silvery reflective pond would ever fool Pencilthinmoustache into advancing to admire his own reflection. If he couldn't be lured close enough to spring the trap, what good would it do to produce a colossal 4 and 1/2 ton Rose in the first place? Hmm... Well, such details could wait! The thing was to get themselves to Jungakelchenborn before the Dextroids noticed they were on the move again. Tom Lowrey
They rode their unicycles for 663.2503 miles andthen Little Socco fell off his unicycle. "Get up," said Gurn, "we are almost at Jungakelchenborn!" But it was too late, the Dextroids were there already! One dextroid, named Valetroeie, appeared to be the leader. "Lets take them ghiome ansd amalke them oiutr sklacxves!" she said. You see, the Dextroids had never really learned to talk right, and their speech was something like a child trying to type on a typewriter without looking at the keyboard. Well, a child who knew what general area each key was in. But still, it was pretty bad. "Talke them ptrisionetr," said Valetroeie, and Gurn and Little Socco wee dragged off to the secret laitr of the Dextroids! Carolyn


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