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The Five Towers
Rena awoke from her nap realizing she had been daydreaming for way too long. Her late husband had buzzed her home in Montana with his Fairy Fulmer. Rena ran out into the field of golden grass so she could hear what Ian was shouting to her with the cockpit rolled back.
“He’s coming! Prepare yourself!”
“Who’s coming?” Rena shouted back.
“That old fellow with the Ford pickup! He’s about three miles down the road. Go put on your armor.”
“Oh my God! Greg is coming here. I best call deputy sherrif, Sam! Who’s that with you?”
“Bernard de Tramelay, Grand Master of the Knights Templar. It’s time to save the world again with chivalry, poetry, and a good fairytale. It’s the only way. The bombastic boastful one has clogged all the channels of human communication from his Tower of Babel.”
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