Mars and the Wisdom Singing Stones
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Published 3/15/2023When a capricious group of misfits - a monkey scientist, a surly robot, and a rock troll - led by the feisty Aunt Pluto embark on a quest to rescue the Wisdom Singing Stones from the Phibian fortress, they must use extraordinary ingenuity and wit to overcome fantastical challenges, prevent disaster, and face the madness of Uncle Bastian's nefarious mission.
The desert wind howled through the broken window of the dilapidated house, carrying with it the echoes of a thousand voices.
“I don’t know why you dragged me out here! I haven’t heard that voice in years.” Aunt Pluto huffed as she tried to light the fire. “I told you, what I heard was just my imagination, or perhaps a dream-vision.”
“Well that is not very helpful, Pluto! What are we going to do if we don’t even know if this plan will work?” Uncle Bastian looked up from his blueprint and wiped his brow. He had chosen his location well for no one would be able to find them in this decrepit home.
Pluto grumbled something under her breath as she placed a stick inside the stove and struck it against the stone hearth. A small flame ignited and she fed it more sticks until it began to roar with life. She turned on her heels and faced the others.
"Listen up everyone." She clapped her hands together loudly three times. "We are going to get those stones back so pay attention!" She gave Uncle Bastian a look that clearly said he better keep quiet and let her do the talking.
"You see Aunt Pluto is right." The monkey scientist got up from his stool and ambled over to where Pluto stood next to the stove. "We need to know exactly what we're dealing with before we can formulate a plan." He smiled at her warmly before turning away and continuing, "The first thing we need to do is figure out how many people we're up against." He tapped his chin thoughtfully with one hand as he mumbled to himself for a moment. "In order for us to have any chance of success we need at least four team members." His eyes opened wide as an idea seemed to strike him, "That's it I'm brilliant!" He smacked his forehead. "And I can guess who should be our fourth member!" He danced around grinning like an idiot at everyone else in the room as they stared at him dumbfounded.
"Who?" Uncle Bastian finally asked, looking exhausted but unable to help himself from being intrigued by all this talk of strategy.
"The rock troll." The monkey scientist was obviously pleased with himself, "We'll get him here by promising him something valuable."
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