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Mood: on on on on on and ariston
Listening to: my brains dribbling from my overworked earholes
It was truly magnificent. The most beautiful and wonderous sight ever to utilise the bouncing of light to create the magic of sight to a set of human eyes. Standing before me on a raised marble dias was a giant golden Platypus and not the usual duck-billed kind, oh no, this was one of the very rare, but strangely beautiful mammoth headed platypuses (platypi?) The plaque in front of the dias stipulated that the unfortunate Platypi (ah ha, so i was right) had stumbled blindly into one of the ancient molten gold pits of the tribe of Oon-Glark from the plains of polypenesia. This particular creature had then been pulled out, set with precious stones and engraved with fanciful scenes of death and glory in battles of old. I was struck dumb by the horrific beauty that the gold plated animal possesed and the sheer amount of effort that the tribesmen must have put into the carving of the effigy. Tony was haowever less impressed with the vision of wierdness before me. Ducking under the platypi's disproportionately large tusks he took a side passage from the main hall we were in and seemed to be following some innate sense of direction. Naturally curious as to my colleagues hitherto unseen skill I questioned him as to where he was headed. He replied, "Whilst you were drooling over that strange golden beasty, I went back to that friendly guard and asked him where the Euclidian pottery display was. He was only too happy to help and told me exactly where to go. Also he unwittingly gave me the answer to our problems"
More on the morrow dear single reader.!!
