<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:14:02.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Glitter</title><subtitle type='html'>...Your place to shine!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-5810846735412693639</id><published>2010-06-14T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:40:00.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 13</title><content type='html'>"Oh, come on, Ariana, there's no such thing as magic!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, young man, you think there's no such thing as magic?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see you sitting there.  I meant that there's always an explanation for everything, scientifically, that is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is not always true.  You are right that you can explain most tings scientifically, but to tell you the truth, some things are unexplainable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can anything be unexplainable?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, things can be explained to the satisfaction of one person - that is the person who is doing the explaining.  However, many of us see things in a different way, and therefore the one person's explanation would not satisfy us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see what you mean, I think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't think young Alexx, just enjoy yourelf.  We have not had guests for quite some time and the villagers have gone all-out for your entertainment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Mykk.  Wasn't that the greatest party you've ever been to?  Did you see all those magic tricks?  Did you learn to do a trick?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did learn one trick, but I can't seem to make it work.  I guess you have to be a member of this community to know the secrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry.  We'll practice when we get home.  Hey, look over there. There's those lights I was telling you about!  Quick, Mykk, let's get closer to the edge of the forest and see what's going on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think we should venture away from the encampment. Did you see the Regulators had the Ghazer's set for stun?  That means they are expecting trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh the Regulators are always expecting the worst.  Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's get someone to go with us.  We don't know what's out there.  We might fall down a cavern, or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, come on, Mykk.  You have no adventurous spirit.  Aren't you even curious about those lights?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-5810846735412693639?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5810846735412693639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/06/forbidden-mountain-part-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5810846735412693639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5810846735412693639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/06/forbidden-mountain-part-13.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 13'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-9078804952971557610</id><published>2010-06-06T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:54:06.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 12</title><content type='html'>"So, I see Gari's people are expecting visitors?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's funny we didn't come across them the other night when we were out looking for men to work in the mines, isn't it Ranko?  I wonder where they came from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't matter.  The little people are no match for our tribe.  We'll invade them while they are full with supper and take the visitors with us to the mintes.  It's about time we got some new workers.  Grab your whips and let's get the others.  We'll have to wait for the cover of darkness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Molerxx were seen this evening, riding up to the far side of the mountain.  They could be prowling for slave-workers again.  Make sure everyone is alerted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sire.  We are prepared for them this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's Gisel with the visitors now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was loud and people were dancing and smiling and waving at Alxx and Mykk.  What fun!  Everyone seemed to be having a good time.  "I guess were are the honoured guests at this party.  Look at all that food, and boy - am I ever hungry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would think you would be hungry, Alxx.  Sneaking away from the market square first thing and not eating anything before.  What am I going to do with you, Alxx?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, mother.  Nothing.  I am having an adventure I never thought I would have.  I am still curious about those lights, but I guess I'll just forget about it for now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alxx.  You and Mykk come over here.  Gisel is showing us some magic tricks.  See?  He can make that ball disappear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-9078804952971557610?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/9078804952971557610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/06/forbidden-mountain-part-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9078804952971557610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9078804952971557610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/06/forbidden-mountain-part-12.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 12'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6770410307549968461</id><published>2010-05-30T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T09:25:15.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 11</title><content type='html'>"Father, this is Gisel.  He's a greeter from the encampment high up in the mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the introductions were made and everyone sat down to discuss what would happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gisel invited everyone back to the encampment for supper.  All agreed that was a great idea, since only a very small fish had been caught and it was now getting late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mount up, Ariana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, father, may I ride on the transporter with Miss Alia?  It is amazine - look - it can float over the ground by just touching that button,  Oh, it's wonderful!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I ride with Alxx on Ariana's horse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, Mykk.  Silva is just a pony and that might be too muich weight for her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, climb up here and ride with me on Milar.  He loves to have people on his back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow.  This is the greatest day of my life.  Isn't this just the greatest, Alxx?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah,Mykk.  It's great.  I can't wait to get home and try that fishing that Dman showed me. It's going to be so much fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6770410307549968461?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6770410307549968461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/05/forbidden-mountain-part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6770410307549968461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6770410307549968461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/05/forbidden-mountain-part-11.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 11'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-5588343576094678490</id><published>2010-05-10T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:56:54.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 10</title><content type='html'>"Alxx.  May I speak to you alone, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, mother.  May I introduce you to Dman.  His daughter, Ariana, is further up the hill there.  They've been travelling to find a healer for Ariana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I can see that you have been travelling - by horse, I see.  Dman, do you realize that the horse is an endangered species?  We do not allow anyone to ride or injure horses in any way.  I'm afraid you left me no choice but to arrest you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I appreciate your concern about ridig what you think is an endangered species, ma'am, but these horses belong to me, as do another thousand grazing in the hills near my home on the other side of this mountain.  There are many more wild horses roaming free in the hills.  Did you now know this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I did not.  We have been isolated from civilization for quite some time and although we have advanced scientifically, we have not explored further than the shores of the ocean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is an ocean on the other side of this mountain?  Well, I would never have believed it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It seems we have a lot to learn about each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did Gisel greet the travellers?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sire.  There are others in the vally too.  They are a search party, looking for one of the small humans and they have made contact with the large human."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is Gisel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's with the girl, waiting for her father to return. Gisel will bring them here for supper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm.  I wonder if that is such a good idea?  Then again, maybe it is about time we all met.  Tell the encampment to prepare for visitors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-5588343576094678490?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5588343576094678490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/05/forbidden-mountain-part-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5588343576094678490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5588343576094678490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/05/forbidden-mountain-part-10.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 10'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-7020362330998056904</id><published>2010-05-03T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:49:19.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 9</title><content type='html'>"Yes, I guess I am a fairy.  Are you a human?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I guess that's what I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They laughed together and finally Ariana said:  "I've heard of fairies in stories, but I didn't know they were real."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm real.  My name is Gisel and I have been given a very important job - I just hope I can do it without making any mistakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, what is the important job?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well,  I'm not really sure.  I was just told to come and greet you.  I suppose I cold bring you back to our encampment.  I know - you can come back with me and have supper with us.  Yes!  That's a good idea I just had.  Come with me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have to wait for my father and our friend, Alxx.  They'll probably want something to eat too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Regulator.  Look down at the stream, there's Alxx!  Hey Alxx!  Up here.  Look up here!  We've come to rescue you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Mykk.  Come on down.  Dman and I were just trying to catch fish.  It's amazing.  Have you ever tried to catch a fish?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but it looks like fun.  Oh, oh, here comes your mother!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-7020362330998056904?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/7020362330998056904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/05/forbidden-mountain-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7020362330998056904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7020362330998056904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/05/forbidden-mountain-part-9.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 9'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-514624425835814254</id><published>2010-04-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:24:44.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 8</title><content type='html'>"What do you make of the riders in the gorge, sire?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what to make of them.  It appears they are not threatening in amy way, just a large man and two smaller humans.  I'm wondering why they would venture so far from the safety of their camp?  Send for Gisel to greet them and tell him there shall be no tricks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sire.  Should I send an escort with him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No.  I think we can trust him to do this one small thing, without getting into trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, can we rest for a bit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course.  Jump down Alxx and tend to Milar for me while I help Ariana.  There now, you rest here and Alxx and I will go to the stream to catch our dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean, catch our dinner?"  Do you intend to find something in the water to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe this.  Have you ever been fishing Alxx?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't believe I have.  Is it fun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it could be, but mostly it is just a way to find something to eat.  Come with me and I'll show you how, while Ariana is resting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariana slowly opened her eyes, "Oh, you startled me.  I was just closing my eyes for a moment, and I must have drifted off.  Where are you?  I can hear your voice, but I'm afraid I can't see you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you have to look up in the tree.  I'm way up here.  I just got caught on the branches while I was trying to fly down to greet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There you are!  Here. let me help you get unstuck.  There. Well, for heaven's sake, are you a fairy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-514624425835814254?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/514624425835814254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/04/forbidden-mountain-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/514624425835814254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/514624425835814254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/04/forbidden-mountain-part-8.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 8'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-7398644154855964460</id><published>2010-04-11T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:37:22.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 7</title><content type='html'>Alxx was very happy.  He had always wanted to touch a horse.  His friend, Mykk works with the species at the Institute, and he loves them too.  Alxx thought about his friend Mykk and wondered if he got his award okay.  Too bad Mykk wasn't here with him now - he'd really have a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look down there, Alxx.  I believe there are other visitors to your area of this mountain.  Those are horse tracks in the mud.  I thought you said there were no horses around here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see.  Wow!  You're right,that does look like a bunch of horses were here.  I can't wait to tell mother about this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If these riders carried lamps to light their way, perhaps that is the mysterious lights you saw.  I mean, if these riders travel as we do, they would carry lanterns in the evening - and here, where it is quite a narrow path, they would follow behind each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I see what you eman.  And with the gait of the horses, it would appear that the lights moved up and down - of course!  I wonder who those other people are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont' know.  Perhaps they are with the tribe that the Healer belongs to.  Hang on Alxx, I'm going to mount behind you and we'll carry on to look for the village."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;"Ma'am, we are near the crest and I can see where Alxx may have slept for a time.  It appears there have been horses here as well.  I am puzzled.  I didn't know we had any horses in these hills."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, Regulator.  I can see the hoof prints.  I am amazed!  We'll have to bring an expedition up here to look for the species.  I was afraid the horses we have at the Scientific Institute were the only ones left in the world.  Look, Mykk, isn't this a great find?  I wonder if Alxx is a willing rider, or if he was taken against his will?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mount Transporters and let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-7398644154855964460?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/7398644154855964460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/04/forbidden-mountain-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7398644154855964460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7398644154855964460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/04/forbidden-mountain-part-7.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 7'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-4645544342537864133</id><published>2010-03-21T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:29:21.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 6</title><content type='html'>"Wait, what's wrong with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I get very tired, sometimes my eyes are so itchy and tears come quite readily.  I seem to fall asleep quite easily, and I can't seem to get my breath at certain times, but it's not so bad.  Father worries about me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look fine to me.  Why don't I come with you and help you look for a Healer?  I have never been into this mountain very far and would like to see what's beyond the crest.  I saw some strange lights awhile ago and I came up here to see if I could find out anything about them.  maybe I'm just on the wrong side of the mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have heard rumours of strange lights.  You are certainly welcome to travel with us.  But you must bear in mind that we have to stop quite often to allow Ariana to rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, of course, I understand.  I wonder if I could touch your horse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly.  Milar loves to have his nose rubbed.  I take it you haven't ever ridden a horse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No.  We are not allowed to abuse the animals in that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is not abuse, my dear lad, it is exercise for the horse and for me too.  Come on, step into my hand and I'll lift you onto Milar's back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, could I?  Thank you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-4645544342537864133?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4645544342537864133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/03/forbidden-mountain-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4645544342537864133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4645544342537864133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/03/forbidden-mountain-part-6.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 6'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-9005968938156739563</id><published>2010-03-14T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:20:43.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 5</title><content type='html'>"One question at a time, please.  We are travellers searching for a Healer, who is supposed to live beyond - in the mountain.  Have you ever heard of a special Healer in these parts?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I haven't heard of a Healer.  And, I repeat, what are you doing with the endangered species?  The horses do look well.  You seem to have taken care of them, but you must take them back to the Scientific Institute at once.  If someone finds you with a horse, you could be jailed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever are you talking about, young man?  These horses belong to me.  These are not an endagered species where we come from.  There are thousands of horses, running free outside our encampment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?  Are you sure?  I can't believe it.  We haven't seen a horse, except at the Institute, for years and years.  I must tell mother about this.  She'll be so pleased.  Horses are her special project."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell your mother?  Where is she?  Perhaps I could talk to her and find out if she knows of a Healer.  Oh, please excuse me.  I am DMan and this is my daughter, Ariana.  And you are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am Alxx, son of Alia, Assembly Leader.  I wouldn't try to talk to her right now.  I mean, I have to get back and explain why I am on the mountain, among other things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are pleased to have met you, Alxx.  Now, we must travel further, to see if we can find the Healer for Ariana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-9005968938156739563?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/9005968938156739563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/03/forbidden-mountain-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9005968938156739563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9005968938156739563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/03/forbidden-mountain-part-5.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 5'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-5294085015111386286</id><published>2010-03-07T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:35:56.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 4</title><content type='html'>"What do you mean: Alxx has gone to Forbidden Mountain?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry Ma'am.  I just blurted it out when you said you couldn't understand why my best friend wsn't here for my award presentation.  I didn't mean to tell.  I promised Alxx I could keep a secret, and now I know I can't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take care, Mykk.  You are a good friend to my son, and I know it hurts you to tell of his misadventure, but the Assembly has strictly banned going to Forbidden Mountain.  We have done this for many safety reasons. Not only for us, but for the species that live on that mountain.  We cannot allow our people to walk into dangerous,unknown teritory, without first having an expedition there.  Many who have tried, have just disappeared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know, Ma'am.  But Alxx said he would be back before Sun Call and I am worried about him.  Can we send Regulators to look for him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No.  I will go myself.  I will take my investigative team and we'll try to retrace his steps.  Meet me at my transporter in one hour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, look.  I think the lad is awakening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, young man.  Are you lost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, uh, no, I'm not lost.  Who are you?  Where do you come from?  What are you doing with horses?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-5294085015111386286?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5294085015111386286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/03/forbidden-mountain-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5294085015111386286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5294085015111386286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/03/forbidden-mountain-part-4.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 4'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-4835220999530136837</id><published>2010-02-22T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:16:20.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 3</title><content type='html'>"What is it father?  Why do we stop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay quiet little one.  I'm just riding up to the top of that hill over there.  I think this is the way to the next village, but I can't be sure since I have never been there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't the Healers in our own village give me a potion or something?  Why do we have to travel so far away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Healers have tried everything they know to help you feel better, Ariana.  This is my last hope.  There is a rumour of a Healer with great powers on the other side of this mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard the Explorers talking when they returned to the village at nightfall.  They said they saw bright lights below the mountain.  They heard loud noises that they couldn't explain.  They saw what looked like fire and objects that moved above the ground.  They said it was a dangerous place and they thought it was unsafe for anyone to travel past the boundary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to go past the boundary, Ariana.  That is the only way to reach the other side of this mountain.  Please don't worry, I won't go anywhere near the area where the Explorers saw the strange happenings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alex, you are not in good shape.  Ugh, this is hard.  I wish I had my transporter now, these hills are killing me.  I think I'll just rest here for a moment.  Who would have thought climbing up a mountain would be so hard?  I really should have taken more time for sleep.  I'm so tired.  I'll just close my eyes for a second."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, father, come here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it Ariana?  I barely got to the top of the hill, when you started calling me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look over there, by that big tree. Isn't that a young man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, so it is.  It looks like he's sleeping.  I wonder which village he comes from?  Perhaps he lives in the the same village as the Healer we're looking for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, father.  Do you see his strange clothing?  His vest looks like silver.  I have never seen anything like it, have you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I haven't.  I wonder how he came to be here?  I don't see his horse anywhere, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't see his horse.  I wonder if he walked here?  If he did, then his village must be very near by.  Let's awaken him and ask if he's heard of the Healer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Ariana.  We must stay hidden for a time.  This lad looks quite strange to me.  His clothes are very different material than ours.  It looks almost metallic.  Look at his boots - they are like none I have ever seen.  I don't think he's a threat to us, but you never know.  We'll move the horses beyond that group of trees and then come back quietly to observe this young man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-4835220999530136837?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4835220999530136837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/forbidden-mountain-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4835220999530136837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4835220999530136837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/forbidden-mountain-part-3.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 3'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-3320027514792492425</id><published>2010-02-15T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:51:33.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 2</title><content type='html'>Worried about his mother finding out where he's going, Alxx tries to get his friend, Mykk to keep quiet about what he is about to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm trying to avoid telling mother where I'm going.  I know if I told mother about the lights, she would follow up and send a Regulator up there, but the last time the Law Regulators went up to Forbidden Mountain, they did it with all their lights blazing and the transporters whining and their Ghasers blasting, and we never saw them again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I remember that.  We all heard the shouts and the thundering noises echoing down here, and all of a sudden - complete silence.  It was eerie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's why I'm trying to go unnoticed up to the mountain.  Just to the edge of the crest and take a quick look to see if I can spot anything odd.  I'm not planning on making any noise and I want to be in and out as quickly as I can, without anyone knowing where I am.  Understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I understand, Alxx.  I wish I had seen those lights.  Can you imagine what they might be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I can't.  I have tried to think of everything I know about strange lights.  I can't think of anything stranger than the lights from the far-off planets.  These lights were different.  They were small and sort of in a row.  It seemed to me they were following one another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow!  I have to go with you, Alxx. I just have to see those lights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you can't.  You know you have to be at Sun Call today. I know it's important to you to be recognized for your good work with the endangered horses.  You have put a lot of work into keeping the species in good shape.  You deserve your award.  I plan to be back well before the sun is high.  You better go and practice your acceptance speech.  I promise I'll come by your quarters on my way back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-3320027514792492425?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/3320027514792492425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/forbidden-mountain-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3320027514792492425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3320027514792492425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/forbidden-mountain-part-2.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 2'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6063203990964106129</id><published>2010-02-08T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T07:34:34.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 1</title><content type='html'>"Wait, Alxx!  Where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shhhh.  Keep your voice down, Mykk.  Someone might look this way and I want to get out of the market square without anyone seeing me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you going?  Why don't you take a transporter?  How far are you planning to walk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be quiet!  I can't take a transporter, someone will see me.  I'm trying to be discreet about this so nobody will see where I'm going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighing, Alxx looked at his friend and said, "I hope you can keep a secret.  Especially from the Assembly.  I'm going up to Forbidden Mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't!  It's strictly forbidden!  You are not allowed to go there, you know that and I know that, so why are you so anxious to go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw some odd-looking lights up there a few moons ago, lights that weren't there before.  They were moving in a strange up and down fashion.  Like this, see?  It just made me curious and I thought I'd go up there during sun time and see if I could see something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See what?  You should report it to the Assembly.  They have lots of Law Regulators who can deal with a mystery like this.  Try to be sensible about it.  What would your mother say if she knew you were going against the Assembly decree - especially since she is Assembly Leader?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6063203990964106129?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6063203990964106129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/forbidden-mountain-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6063203990964106129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6063203990964106129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/forbidden-mountain-part-1.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 1'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-524472618163134809</id><published>2010-02-01T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:09:31.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 17</title><content type='html'>"Oh, Mom, isn't it exciting?  I can't believe they're giving Charlie and me a citizenship award for finding Lucky!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was very proud of you and Charlie.  You did the right thing and made everyone very happy in the process, except for those criminals, of course!  You know, I've been thinking, you have been very responsible and I'm sure when you choose your pet from the animal shelter, you will take very good care of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yowza!  Did you hear that Charlie?  Mom said I could get a pet.  Wow!  Come on.. we have to ride over there now.  I can't wait to see what the shelter has to offer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Too bad the shelter didn't have another monkey that liked to play baseball, eh Chuck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah.  But hey look at Rufus - he can shag that ball with the best of them.  Hey Rufus!  Fetch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Rufus had other ideas of what to do with that ball.  He loved balls.  He grabbed the ball and headed straight into the trees at the City Park, with Chuck and Charlie yelling and running after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufus just loved this game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed this adventure with Chuck &amp; Charlie.  They have more adventures coming up, but first, next week read all about some new friends.  You have to use your imagination with Forbidden Mountain - it takes place way, far in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-524472618163134809?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/524472618163134809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/chuck-charlie-part-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/524472618163134809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/524472618163134809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/02/chuck-charlie-part-17.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 17'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-830614008823856668</id><published>2010-01-25T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T08:34:12.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - part 16</title><content type='html'>"Alright, men, take these guys into the station.  I'll phone the hospital and let Mr. Barton know we have taken Lucky to the Animal Shelter.  After I do the paperwork, I'll take a drive over to the kid's house to let them know what's happening.  I'll see if I can get to the bottom of the mystery of the 'treasure' those criminals were talking about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Kids!  We have the criminals in jail and have taken Lucky to the Animal Shelter.  If you want to visit him, you better go over there now.  I think Mr.  Barton is anxious to have him back by his side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, Officer Ward, we'll go over there right now.  We have his toy ball and I bet he's really worried about it.  He just loves his ball and the treasure!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa, hold on there.... what are you talking about?  What about a treasure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lucky's ball.  It opens up and there's a picture of a baseball player on a baseball diamond in there.  Lucky is really a big baseball fan - he can toss that ball as good as anyone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait a minute, kids.  Back it up a bit...  what do you mean 'diamond' in the ball?  The criminals were talking about a treasure of some kind and I thought they were just babbling, trying to get out of an assault charge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you can twist the ball in the middle, see?  It opens and there's Lucky's picture of a baseball diamond in there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Office Ward stopped laughing, he wiped his eyes and said, "You know, kids, that's the funniest thing I have ever heard.  If we didn't know those criminals were pretty dumb before, we can be sure of it now!  I guess they heard something about a 'diamond', or some kind of treasure being kept in the ball and tried, but couldn't get at it!  This is so funny!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck and Charlie looked at each other and asked, "Do you think we can take Lucky's ball over to him now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You sure can.  Hop in the car, we'll drive over in style.  Cover your ears - I'm putting on the siren!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-830614008823856668?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/830614008823856668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/830614008823856668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/830614008823856668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-16.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - part 16'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-733792729525721197</id><published>2010-01-18T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:39:11.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 15</title><content type='html'>"I can't see anything.  Oh, yeah, I see the guys now.  Quiet.  They might be the bad guys.  I think we should head back and tell Officer Ward about this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Officer Ward, Officer Ward!  Quick!  Come quick, I think we found the robbers and Lucky!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, calm down, Chuck.  Tell me where."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Over in the park.  If you go through the trees, on the way to the baseball diamond, you'll see them sittig there, staring up high in the trees.  The monkey is up there in the trees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you actually see the monkey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, he's way up a tall tree, and he has on a bright, red coat - you can't miss him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay kids.  Go home now and we'll handle it from here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gee Chuck, I'm really worried about Lucky.  Do you suppose the police will be able to get him down from that tree?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know.  If I was being chased by those guys, I'd probably never dome down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at Lucky's ball, Chuck.  Isn't it pretty?  It's got kind of a space in the middle of it.  Ooops!  Wow!  Look Chuck, the ball twists open and there is something inside."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?  What is it anyway?  It looks like a card, or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, look at this.  It's a picture of a baseball diamond - and, oh boy, I think the batter is the famous baseball player, Babe Ruth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were right, Charlie.  Lucky really likes baseball.  This is probably his biggest treasure and he keeps it hidden in his ball.  What a clever little guy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-733792729525721197?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/733792729525721197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/733792729525721197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/733792729525721197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-15.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 15'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-3584658711509669250</id><published>2010-01-11T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:02:20.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 14</title><content type='html'>Now that the criminals have spotted the monkey up in the trees, they decided to sit and wait for the monkey to climb down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are we going to do now?  That stupid monkey climbed way up to the top of that tree!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't panic.  We'll just sit here and wait him out.  I mean, where else can he go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you bring the ball with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What ball?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know.  The ball the monkey was supposed to have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't see any ball.  Who says it's worth a lot of money, anyhow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't remember.  Someone told me it was worth a lot of money.  It has a diamond in it, or something.  I figure we'll grab the ball and go back down to the research institute with it.  Someone there will give us good money for it, I'm sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope you're right.  I feel stupid, just sitting here and staring up into the trees.  What if someone see us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody can see us.  There are trees all around us.  Just relax.  The monkey will get tired before you know it, and then he'll come down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gee, Chuck, look at all those police cars around.  I hope they can find Lucky.  That's a cute name, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, cute.  I feel awful. I knew we should have taken him to the Animal Shelter right way, but no, I had to try and find Lucky's owner myself!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait!  Sssh... look over there, Charlie.  There are two guys sitting under that big tree, looking up.  Look up, Charlie.  There's Lucky!  See him?  Way up high, you can tell by his red jacket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-3584658711509669250?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/3584658711509669250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3584658711509669250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3584658711509669250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-14.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 14'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-7474204874496289746</id><published>2010-01-04T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:18:38.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 13</title><content type='html'>"I have a pretty good description of the criminals, so tell me, Mrs. Main, can you look at these drawings and see if these are the men who were here earlier?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why yes, Officer Ward.  The drawings look exactly like the men who were here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These men are hardened criminals.  Why they are after the monkey is a mystery.  We have to get the monkey now, Chuck,  and take him to the animal shelter for safety.  Then, when Mr. Barton is our of the hospital, we can take the monkey home to him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go, Officer Ward.  They monkey's right out back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Ward's cell phone rang and he answered on the first ring.  "That call was from Mr. Barton's doctor.  He said he is awake and is worried about his pet monkey, Lucky.  I told him that we know where Lucky is and we'll be taking him to the animal shelter until Mr. Barton is well enough to go home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is good news, Officer Ward.  I wonder why those men want the monkey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have no idea.  But let's hurry out there now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, where's the monkey?  The monkey's gone!  He was sitting right here, playing with his ball.  And look!  His ball is still here under the blanket, but no monkey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, Chuck.  Go back to your house and stay there.  Obciously those ciminals have found your hiding place and taken the monkey.  I'm going to radio in and then start going up and down the street.  Phone your friend, Charlie, just to make sure she doesn't have the monkey, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking to Charlie and finding she doesn't have Lucky, Officer Ward told Chuck to be brave: "You did the best you could.  I will come by a little later and let you know how the investigation is going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-7474204874496289746?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/7474204874496289746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7474204874496289746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7474204874496289746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2010/01/chuck-charlie-part-13.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 13'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-1643410769862656283</id><published>2009-12-28T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:18:19.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 12</title><content type='html'>"Watch it! We shouldn't have gone right up to the house.  There are the police going into the kid's house now.  We should have waited and watched the kids to see where they're keeping the monkey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can still just sit here and watch.  We'll see what the police are going to do.  That kid's mother can give a pretty good description of us.  We should try and keep hidden until we find the monkey.  I think we should just trail the kids - they'll probably lead us right to the monkey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey look.  There's one of the kids now, coming out of the bush behind his house.  Come on, let's go and see what he's got back there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Mom.  I'm home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chuck, come into the living room.  Officer Ward is here and he'd like to speak to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Officer Ward.  What's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You tell me Chuck.  Did you post these signs around the park and down on Main Street?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure.  Charlie and I found a monkey.  We took him to the Wild Animal Park, but he doesn't belong there, he's a trained monkey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I know.  Where is he now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We made a little bed for him out back in our fort.  We're just waiting to hear is someone lost him.  Did anyone phone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody phoned, but we have reason to believe that two men assaulted and tried to rob Gordon Barton yesterday.  He just happens to own a pet monkey, who just happened to disappear during the break-in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-1643410769862656283?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/1643410769862656283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/12/chuck-charlie-part-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/1643410769862656283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/1643410769862656283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/12/chuck-charlie-part-12.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 12'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6618461319957618384</id><published>2009-12-14T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:03:35.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have a happy holiday season.  Planet Glitter is on vacation until January, 2010.  See you then with a continuation of Chuck &amp; Charlie's latest adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6618461319957618384?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6618461319957618384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-happy-holiday-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6618461319957618384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6618461319957618384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-happy-holiday-season.html' title=''/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-4561982400804159095</id><published>2009-11-30T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:53:12.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 11</title><content type='html'>"Hello, ma'am.  We're here about the missing monkey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry.  I don't know what you're talking about.  What missing monkey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, this is a sign we found over by the park and it has your address on it.  Now, where's the monkey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry.  I still don't know what you're talking about.  Now, please leave my porch or I'll call the police!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men looked at each other and left.  They stood on the sidewalk for quite a while, talking and looking sideways at Chuck's mother, who was still standing on the porch.  Then she quickly turned into the house and went to the phone to call the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Officer Ward?  This is Mrs. Maih.  You know, Chuck's mother?  I'm a little nervous.  There were two men here just a minute ago and they said they were looking for a missing monkey.  They really scared me.  I've never seen them before and they looked a little shifty.  They had a piece of paper that they said they found over by the park.  A poster-like piece of paper that they said had our address on it.  Could you just drive around here and make sure they're gone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course.  I'll be right there.  We are looking for a missing monkey and I'l like to know what those two men want with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-4561982400804159095?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4561982400804159095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4561982400804159095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4561982400804159095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-11.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 11'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-4659821094227364338</id><published>2009-11-24T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:52:34.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 10</title><content type='html'>"Oh, look Chuck.  The little monkey is still sleeping in the bed we made for him.  Isn't he too cute?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, he sure is.  I hope we can find his owner.  Now, let's get these posters put up.  You can start over on Doyle Street and I'll start here, near the park where we found him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, Chuck.  See you back here at lunchtime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Gus, look at that sign over there.  It looks like someone is advertising that they have found a monkey.  How lucky can we get!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look, here's an address.  Let's go over there and claim our long-long pet.  Ha-ha-ha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-4659821094227364338?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4659821094227364338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4659821094227364338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4659821094227364338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-10.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 10'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-491305283114795177</id><published>2009-11-16T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:03:26.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 9</title><content type='html'>"Well, Officer Ward, have you had any word about Gordon's pet monkey, Lucky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, Barry.  We canvassed the neighbourhood and nobody has seen the monkey.  Although, there were a couple of strange men around here earlier and I will be looking into that, just in case they are the ones who injured Mr. Barton."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't imagine Gordon having anything too valuable here.  He just retired from his job,and has been looking forward to taking it easy and then travelling later in the year.  I have no idea what those burglars were looking for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, Barry.  We'll keep an eye on the house, just in case the creeps come back.  And we'll keep searching for Lucky too.  I'm sure he didn't go far.  There are a lot of places he could be hiding right around here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now we're in trouble!  See those cops?  They're everywhere.  How are we ever going to find that ball with the police breathing down our necks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't panic and stop snivelling.  We have to hang around here until I can figure out why the police are knocking on all th doors.  They might be looking for us, so we have to be pretty carefulnow.  We'll wait a couple of days and when everything cools down, we'll just try again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-491305283114795177?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/491305283114795177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/491305283114795177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/491305283114795177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-9.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 9'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6092553763172796378</id><published>2009-11-09T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:05:05.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 8</title><content type='html'>"Come on Charlie, let's get going.  Mom will be really amd if I don't get home in time for dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look Chuck, the little monkey's ball has a funny shape to it.  Do you suppose it's some kind of puzzle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie tried to open the ball, but nothing happened.  She kept turning it arond in her hands and the monkey got all excited and put his hands up like he wanted Charlie to throw the ball to him.  Charlie threw the ball to the monkey, who caught it and threw it back.  What a good game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess we better get the monkey settled for the tonight and tomorrow we can make we-found-a-monkey signs and put them up all over town."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe somebody will know where the monkey lives and we can take him back to his owner.  I really wish I could keep him, but I guess not.  Mom hasn't decided if I can have a pet, or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be sad, Chuck.  We don't have to go back to school for a few more weeks, so we can play with the monkey later and tomorrow too.  He can do just about anything - look how he can throw that ball!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, we better get the monkey into the fort behind my house.  We need to get him something to eat and make a bed for him.  I hope he doesn't try to run away, he's really cute."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6092553763172796378?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6092553763172796378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6092553763172796378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6092553763172796378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-8.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 8'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-5909650137141751965</id><published>2009-11-02T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:27:54.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 7</title><content type='html'>"Gee Chuck, do you think we should take the monkey right to the animal shelter, or what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't we take him to the fort behind my house and set him up with a bed and some food and then think about what we are going to do with him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, but we have to hurry - we have to be home for dinner.  Do you have any bananas?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but we can get some a the store on the way home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well,Officer Ward, I came into the house at about 4:30 pm, ready to start the evening with Gordon and found him on the floor, bleeding.  I didn't hear or see anyone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It looks like Mr. Barton has been out for quite awhile.  How does he take care of himself all day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gordon takes care of himself quite well, with some help.  He has a trained monkey, named Lucky, who helps him with simple tasks like turning on lights, turning on the radio or TV and picking up things that Gordon drops.  Lucky is very smart, he can feed someone with a spoon, open a can or take off the top of a bottle, and peel a banana.  He's a very good companion for Gordon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder where Lucky is now?  Have you searched for him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I didn't even think about it.  I was so worried about Gordon's condition, it was all I could do to remember to call 9-1-1."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll inform the animal shelter in town, perhaps they have had word of a monkey being found."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-5909650137141751965?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5909650137141751965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5909650137141751965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/5909650137141751965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/11/chuck-charlie-part-7.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 7'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6980845341491844509</id><published>2009-10-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:34:15.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 6</title><content type='html'>Why'd we have to back here in the dark to find the 'magic' ball?  How can you see in the dark?  Turn on some lights - we'll never find the ball if we can't see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stupid!  We had to come back in the dark because we have to find that ball and we can't let anyone see us.  If we turn on lights, someone will know we are here.  Did you check the old man?  Is he dead?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I can feel a pulse, but I'm not a nurse. What do I know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen!  Do hear a car in the driveway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone's coming - quick out the back door, and keep on going 'til we reach the next street!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordon Barton's health care worker, Barry, arrived for the evening and found the house dark and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Gordon!  Why are the lights off?  Gord?  Where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry started to go into the kitchen, when he spotted Gordon Barton lying in a puddle of blood on the floor by his desk.  Without even thinking, Barry rushed to the phone and dialed 9-1-1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Send an ambulance now!  Barton house up on the hill - 10 Avalon Street."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Barry checked Gordon's pulse and tried to help as best he could until the ambulance arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6980845341491844509?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6980845341491844509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuck-charlie-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6980845341491844509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6980845341491844509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuck-charlie-part-6.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 6'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-3339820477403921150</id><published>2009-10-19T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T05:00:03.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 5</title><content type='html'>As the kids came up to the gates of the Animal Park, they realized that it was almost closing time. They ran quickly to the gate, but the guard was not around. They started to walk toward buildings that looked like they might be offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you kids!  Where do you think you're going?  Stop right there.  Don't you realize this can be a dangerous place in the evening?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, sir.  We were just wondering if the boss of the Park is here?  We found a little monkey, and we thought he might belong here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I guess you could say I'm the boss.  "Curator is the title they give me.  Let me see now.  No, this monkey does not belong here.  This little guy is a Capuchin monkey and obviously well looked after, and well trained.  See his red coat?  See how he plays with his ball?  Someone is probably goig to be very sad when they find him gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gosh, I didn't think of him being lost.  I thought he just escaped from here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I suggest you let the animal shelter,and maybe even the police, know that you have him.  I'm sure someone will be very happy to know he is being well looked after."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-3339820477403921150?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/3339820477403921150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuck-charlie-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3339820477403921150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3339820477403921150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuck-charlie-part-5.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 5'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6795635385860486262</id><published>2009-10-12T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:14:53.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 4</title><content type='html'>"What do you think Charlie?  Shall we take the monkey and ride our bikes over to the Wild Animal Park on the other side of town?  Or should we put up posters around here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll see if it's okay with my Mom to go across town.  I'll meet you back here by this big tree in ten minutes.  You look after the monkey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Charlie pedalled toward her house, Chuck ran from the big tree in the City Park to the open back door of his house.  He stopped in the doorway and called, "Mom, Mom, is it okay if I go over to the Wild Animal Park with Charlie?"  He didn't mention the monkey sitting on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's Mom called back,  "Sure, it's okay as long as Charlie's Mom says it's alright, and as long as you're home for dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck turned and raced through his back yard and into the City Park to the tree.  When Charlie got there, she called to him, "Come on, Chuck, hop back on your bike, snap your helmet in place and let's go!  Mom said I had to be back in one hour, so we don't have too much time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little monkey sat on Chuck's shoulder, chattering away and turning his sparkling ball, over and over in his hands.  He was having a very good time.  He'd never been on a bicycle before, and he loved the way the wind blew in his face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6795635385860486262?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6795635385860486262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuck-charlie-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6795635385860486262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6795635385860486262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuck-charlie-part-4.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 4'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-9019086330100043637</id><published>2009-09-07T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T05:41:43.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 3</title><content type='html'>"Hi, Chuck.  Wait up.  Did you go to the dentist?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Charlie.  Yeah.  I'm good for awhile now.  It was sure neat, I got a free toothbrush and sample of toothpaste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you're lucky.  I only get dental floss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, what is happening, Charlie?  Are you going to play ball this weekend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe.  I told the guys I'd try to make it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, we'd win for sure if you played with us.  Unless they try to pull that 'no girls' thing, again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Charlie!  Look over there by the trees.  Do you see something red moving up and down the branches?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't see anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on.  Let's go over there.  I'm sure I saw something. Maybe someone lost a kite of something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Charlie, look at that.  It's a little monkey!  Hello, little monkey!  Oh, isn't he cute?  Look, he wants to sit on my shoulder.  What a pretty ball you have.  You're a good little guy, aren't you?  Heads up, Charlie, he wants to throw his ball to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, good toss monkey.  We'll sign him up for the game on the weekend.  I wonder where his home is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ive never seen a monkey around here before, but there's a wild animal park just across town.  Come on - let's go over there and see if he escaped from the park."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-9019086330100043637?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/9019086330100043637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuck-charlie-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9019086330100043637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9019086330100043637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuck-charlie-part-3.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 3'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-8823793284644859002</id><published>2009-08-31T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T07:52:35.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 2</title><content type='html'>"Hey! What did you do?  That guy looks dead, with all that blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you expect me to do?  Let's get out of here and to heck with that so-called 'magic ball'.  Whose stupid idea was this, anyhow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The idea is not stupid. That ball is worth thousands of dollars, if not more.  I heard that one guy is offering a million dollars for this ball."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?  What is this ball?  Pure 100% gold?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who knows what it is.  I just know that if we find this ball, we're going to be on easy street for the rest of our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I can't find it and neither can you.  Where else would you keep a ball?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, and I think we better get out of here.  Someone may come to the door and we don't want to be caught here with that guy bleeding all over everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the drapes in the man's office, a creature with two little eyes peeks out and sees the man bleeding on the floor.  A small wail escapes from his lips.  He goes over the man and shakes his shoulder, trying to wake him up.  The man does not move.  He is scared, and crouches behind the drapes, clutching his pretty toy - a shiny, sparking ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being frightened is not very nice and the only thing he can think of is to escape.  Luck is with him when he sees the robbers have gone and he finds the back door open.  He quickly runs out and hides in the trees next to the park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-8823793284644859002?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8823793284644859002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuck-charlie-part-2_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/8823793284644859002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/8823793284644859002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuck-charlie-part-2_31.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 2'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-2272784274189496463</id><published>2009-08-11T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:36:09.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 1</title><content type='html'>"Wow!  Charlie can sure throw that ball.  Look, she aced second base on her first try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Chuck!  Ask Charlie if she'll be on our team this weekend.  We need someone with a good arm.  Those guys from Harvey Street are coming over and we're having a challenge softball game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck rode his bike as fast as he could, he didn't want his Mom to be mad at him, if he was late.  He'd been trying to be real good because he's been asking and asking his Mom for a pet for about two weeks.  She kept telling him, "we'll see, we'll see."  In Chuck's mind, that meant 'maybe' and he wasn't going to do anything to make her mad right now - just in case the maybe turned into an 'alright'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Chuck rode around the corner, he spotted Officer Ward getting out of his police car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Chuck.  Have you been to the park today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir.  I'm just hurrying home from there.  I have to go to the dentist this afternoon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's very good to look after your teeth.  You run along, Chuck.  Good luck at the dentist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Two criminals were ransacking an older man's home office, looking for something.  The old man came upon them in his office, and even though he was in a wheelchair, he started yelling at them and rushing at them with a log he grabbed from beside the fireplace - raised and ready to hit them with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quick, grab the old guy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop him, you idiot - don't let him get to the telephone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch it!  Now see what you've done.  You've knocked the old man out of his wheelchair, and he hit his head on the edge of the fireplace.  Wow!  Look at all that blood!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-2272784274189496463?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/2272784274189496463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuck-charlie-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/2272784274189496463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/2272784274189496463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuck-charlie-part-1.html' title='Chuck &amp; Charlie - Part 1'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-4897916677557183221</id><published>2009-08-03T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T05:49:05.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 21</title><content type='html'>"Have you ever had so much fun in your life,Mykk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I love this fishing, but I love the horses DMan sent to your mother, much better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go for a ride.  Here comes Arianna.  Look Alxx - she's riding a big horse now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Arianna.  Did you come to go fishing today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, we came to trade some more silver for the tech, er techon, er, oh whatever that is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean technology?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, that's it.  It's great to have lights that go on whenyou just walk into a room.  I love all the new things we are leaning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And, we love all thenew things you have taught us too.  It's great when people of different cultures can get together and share their knowledge.  It makes for a pretty good world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope we can have another adventure one day.  Wouldn't that be great?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, Arianna.  It would be great.  Hey look, Is that smoke soming out of that mountain way over in the middle of the ocean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yowza!  What do you suppose that is, Alxx?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beats me.  Maybe it's that dead volcano we learned about.  Let's go and tell mother, she'll be able to figure out what's happening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be another adventure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-4897916677557183221?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4897916677557183221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/08/forbidden-mountain-part-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4897916677557183221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4897916677557183221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/08/forbidden-mountain-part-21.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 21'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6420187304049830881</id><published>2009-07-27T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:00:51.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 20</title><content type='html'>"Oh dear.  I'm sorry Arianna, I guess I got us lost again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not to worry, Gisel.  We just took the wrong turn back at the fork in the road.  We'll re-trace our steps and take the other road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know how anyone puts up with me.  I just can't do anything right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course you can.  You figured out exactly what we had to do to find my father.  We just haven't had a chance to get to the right path.  We will, don't worry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do believe you're right.  We'll go right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, now look down in that valley.  Isn't that your father and Miss Alia heading for that cave?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, yes it is.  Let's go.  Father, father, it's me.  Wait for us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They've disappeared into that cave.  I guess he didn't hear you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stand with your hands over your heads.  Now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is the meaning of this?  You can't just barge onto someone's private property, waving weapons around and expecting people to do what you ask."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I can.  Drop those whips!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMan activated the Ghazer and sent an arc to surround the whips and fling them across to the other side of the cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do as I ask and nobody will get hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want with us?  We are simple miners.  We do not bother anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far in the back of the caves, DMan and Alia could hear yelling and a Ghazer being activated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother, mother, we are here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Alxx.  I'm so happy to se you, but I'm so mad at you, I don't know what I'm going to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hand me that Ghazer, son.  I'll just hold it for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, DMan.  Regulators, take these creatures into custody.  Release all those prisoners.  I do believe I see some of the missing Regulators back there.  This will be an interesting interrogation - take them away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Miss Alia.  May I have a word with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, Gari.  First, we must look after these prisoners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is exactly what I wish to speak to you about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6420187304049830881?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6420187304049830881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/07/forbidden-mountain-part-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6420187304049830881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6420187304049830881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/07/forbidden-mountain-part-20.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 20'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-8815638014712818219</id><published>2009-07-20T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:28:45.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 19</title><content type='html'>"You awaken slowly, Alia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry.  I planned to rise with the sun, but it looks like I overslept.  Believe me, I don't usually do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe anything you say.  Now, can we be off to look for the boys?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, DMan.  You must take a Ghazer.  I'll show you how it works.  It is a defense shield and must be used with care.  We never set our Ghazers on high - that would kill someone.  We always make sure that they are set at Stun or, at the very least, Minor-Micro.  That delivers a nasty pinch that will leave a bruise, but doesn't harm anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd say it's time for my Ghazer lesson.  But if we are dealing with marauders who would stoop to abducting children, we must use major force against them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, I cannot allow that.  You must agree, before I put a Ghazer in your hands, that you will obey my instructions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are right.  I am a peace-loving man. I don't know what I was thinking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It looks like it will turn into a lovely day today, doesn't it Gari?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, I do believe you could be right.  I see the humans are just about to rescue their little ones.  I'm sure the humans will deal with the Molerxx in good fashion, but I think I'll join them, must to make sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe that the Molerxx are still up to their old tricks.  We have tried for years to teach them the right and proper way to act, but they just don't listen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, they don't listen at all.  We will have to transport them to aother galaxy when this mess is over.  The last time we caught them abducing humans, we told them they had to stop and we gave them one more chance.  They blew it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess the lure of big money for the silver is too much for them to resist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-8815638014712818219?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8815638014712818219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/07/forbidden-mountain-part-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/8815638014712818219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/8815638014712818219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/07/forbidden-mountain-part-19.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 19'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6072687670374721762</id><published>2009-07-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:06:03.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 18</title><content type='html'>"How long have I been asleep, Alxx?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know.  There's a lot of noise out there in that cave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you got the Ghazer ready?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, the Ghazer's ready.  I've got my ore ready.  Are you with me, Mykk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely.  Forward!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now Arianna, do not be upset.  Your father and Miss Alia have gone in search of your friends, Alxx and Mykk.  I'm sure they will find them shortly and everyone will be back in time for breakfast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't wait.  I have to go and see what is happening.  I must go and see if I can help in some way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you must go, take Gisel with you.  He is not much help, but at least he can fly back here if you get into trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, Gari.  Come on Gisel - let's take this transporter.  You can fly along side of me or can sit on the seat with me - your choice!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow.  I've watched these fly before - from afar.  Did it take you long to learn all about this thing?  I wish I was smart enough to learn.  Never mind; I would love to ride with you, Arianna."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm really not supposed to be using a transporter - I'm too young.  I have to do this for my father.  I hope you're okay with that, Gisel.  Which way should we go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are asking me for an opinion?  Oh, my dear, nobody has asked me for anything for so long.  I'll just have to think about this for a bit.  Let me see...  We are looking for two boys who went missing last evening? We are looking for your father and Miss Alia who left to search for the two boys?  Is that all?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, that's basically it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then, first we have to find which way the boys went.  Then we'll just follow their trail. There - how does that sound?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You did just fine, Gisel.  I'm so glad you are coming with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6072687670374721762?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6072687670374721762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/07/forbidden-mountain-part-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6072687670374721762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6072687670374721762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/07/forbidden-mountain-part-18.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 18'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6424073297973555092</id><published>2009-06-30T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:22:56.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 17</title><content type='html'>"Come out of there now!  Bring whatever you have mined.  Now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gosh, that guy's cranky.  I don't know how he expects us to carry this stuff.  He didn't even give us a bucket, or anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just put it in your shirt, like this.  We can carry out the silver by laying on our backs and scuffling under the entrance to the cave.  See?  Like this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good.  You brought more than I thought was in there.  How much is left in that cave?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you say?  What?  You dare to mumble at Ranko?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said, I don't know how much is left because we don't have any light to see anything.  We only dug out the stuff that felt smoother than the rocks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see.  We'll send you back with a lantern.  Go back now - we need everything out of there tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ugh.  It's getting harder and harder to squeeze through that cave entrance.  Oh, no!  Look over there - isn't that a skeleton?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, it is one of those alright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Mykk.  Look, there's a Ghazer by the skeleton.  Do you suppose it still works?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long does it take for a skeleton to become a skeleton?  Ten years?  Five years?  One year?  I don't know.  Why don't you just try the Ghazer and then you'll know if it works."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yikes!  It still works.  Now what do we do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, we have to be quiet.  I don't think anyone outside saw the flash.  The cave entrance is too low.  We'll mine a bit, wait until they tell us to come out, and then we'll slide out - with the Ghazer blazing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6424073297973555092?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6424073297973555092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6424073297973555092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6424073297973555092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-17.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 17'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-357024264438093302</id><published>2009-06-23T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:07:34.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 16</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  Alxx and Mykk have been abducted and are forced to work in the mines.  They are suffering the cruelty of the Molerxx and their whips. Alia and DMan have launched a search for them.  Arianna is having a serious talk with Gari about her sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure your problem will lessen as time goes by.  For now, you may take these herbs and follow my directions for their use, whenever you find it necessary to be around the dust of the straw."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why thank you Gari.  I'll try them right now.  Father will be so pleased that you have found a cure for my problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it really isn't a cure.  But it will help you get over the worst of your attacks.  As you grow older, the attacks should lessen.  One day you will not need any potions at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Alia.  I see tracks down there by that cave,  Hold up a moment.  Try not to step over those tracks until I can get a closer look at them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What will the tracks tell you, DMan?  I think we should just venture into those caves, with our weapons drawn and rescue my child and his friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Alia.  Do not be hasty.  Wait for just a bit.  Yes, there.  See those smaller prints? It's hard to tell by lamplight, but it looks like the boys were taken into that cave.  I don't know about you, but I think we should wait until daybreak before we venture into an unknown cave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As anxious as I am, I have to agree with you.  We'll camp here until daybreak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-357024264438093302?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/357024264438093302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/357024264438093302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/357024264438093302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-16.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 16'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-9145392043683518497</id><published>2009-06-16T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:05:01.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 15</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  After the wonderful party with the Fairy Community, Alxx and Mykk were captured by the evil Molerxx.  Alia and her Regulators, along with DMan have launched a search for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bring the two humans forward to the cave under the waterfall.  We need some small form to climb into the cave and bring out the ore.  Get down there now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ican't get through.  It's too small and narrow.  I might get stuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whips crashed all around them.  One lash flicked over Alexx's heel.  He screamed in pain and his friend, Mykk tried to help him, but was held back by Grunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you want some of the same, do you?  Well, try this one on for size."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whips cracked again and Mykk felt the breeze as the lash came dangerously close to his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No talking.  Get down with the other human and climb inside that cave - now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were so scared, they were shaking.  What was beyond the dark cave?  Some kind of special silver to mine?  Maybe a wild animal.  Anything would be better than getting hit with that terrible whip.  So they ventured into the cave on their hands and knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay close to me, Mykk.  The one thing we don'tw ant to do is get separated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm staying as close as I can, don't worry.  I can't understand people like those guys.  Why do they have to be so mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe that's the only way they know.  Maybe nobody has ever loved them enough to tell them what is right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, my dear Arianna, please come in and tell me what is your problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Gari, it isnot too much of a problem, but my father worries so much about me, because sometimes it becomes hard for me to breathe.  I panic when I can't breathe and that makes it worse.  Soemtimes, I cry for no reason at all.  I'm really not sad, my eyes just do it by themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see.  Well, I hope I can help you.  How long have you lived with horses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, as long as I can remember.  My father is a breeder and there are lots of horses around our home all the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you will have to stay away from straw for a little while, Arianna.  I suspect you have an allergy to straw dust, which is not uncommon, but rarely seen.  The way you describe how you feel tells me you do not have a life-threatening problem, but it could be, so an allergy must be treated, or it could lead to more serious things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ive never heard of such a thing.  No wonder I always feel worse when I groom my pony, or when I muster the stalls.  I had a bad spell awhile ago while I was working onthe barn and I had to stay in bed for two days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-9145392043683518497?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/9145392043683518497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9145392043683518497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9145392043683518497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-15.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 15'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-1378428406352646963</id><published>2009-06-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:17:53.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 14</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  When Alxx and Mykk spot the mysterious lights, they venture too far away from the encampment and are captured by the Molerxx, who take them below the mountain to the mining caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This has been a wonderful party.  Thank you Gari.  Your people are very hospitable.  Now, I think I should gather my son, Alxx and retire for the evening.  Have you seen him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, my lady.  I'm sure he's around here somewhere.  There's DMan now, perhaps he can help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Evening Gari, Alia.  Arianna is quite tired now.  I wish I could have found the special Healer for her.  Oh well, for tonight, I think it's best we sleep.  I'll worry about the Healer in the morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight to you all.  The Healer will find you in the morning, DMan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, what do you mean?  Is the Healer here?  Now, where did that man go?  He was just here a minute ago and now it seems he has disappeared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not to worry, DMan, I'm sure everything will sort itself out in the morning.  By the way, have you seen my son, Alxx and his friend, Mykk anywhere?  I'm getting quite tired myself and I thought I should get those two adventurers to sleep for awhile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, I haven't seen them for a few hours.  Earlier tonight, Arianna mentioned she saw them wandering over near the ridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My heavens!  They were told not to leave the encampment. Regulators!  Board transports, set Ghazers and follow me to the ridge!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Alia, I'll go with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, DMan.  I'll need all the support I can get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look over there, Alxx.  Aren't those workers wearing Regulator uniforms?  At least, they look like they could be the same."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you're right, Mykk.  The uniforms are dirty and ragged, but they do seem like lthey could be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quiet you two!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whip crashed between them, causing dust to rise and make the boys cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want this whip on your back, just keep talking.  I'll be glad to oblige you!  Ha ha ha ha ha!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-1378428406352646963?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/1378428406352646963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/1378428406352646963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/1378428406352646963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-14.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 14'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6513910303387463882</id><published>2009-06-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T06:03:47.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 13</title><content type='html'>"Hay Mykk!  Wasn't that just the greatest party you've ever been to?  Did you see all those magic tricks?  Did you learn to do a trick?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did learn one trick, but I can't seem to make it work.  I guess you have to be a member of this community to know the secrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry.  We'll practice when we get home.  Hey, look over there,  &lt;br /&gt;there's those lights I was telling you about!  Quick Mykk, let's get closer to the edge of the forest and see what's going on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think we should venture away from the encampment.  Did you see the Regulators had the Ghazer's set for stun?  That means they are expecting trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh the Regulators are always expecting the worst.  Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's get someone to go with us.  We don't know what's out there.  We might fall down a cavern, or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, come on, Mykk.  You have no adventurous spirit.  Aren't you even curious about those lights?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I guess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's better, let's just slip down here and ....   ooooh nooo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, well.  Look what we have here.  Two small specimens of humans falling right at our feet!  Now, we have two more workers for Ranko."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave us alone!  We fell down that hill, but we didn't mean to bother you.  We'll just go back up and get the Regulators to help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You think we are fools?  We know of the Regulators and their magic weapons.  We'll venture no further than this cave entrance.  Ge up and walk swiftly, now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now what have you gotten us into, Alex? I told you we should stay in the encampment, but no, you have to go and look at those strange lights.  And they were only lights that came from simple lanterns hanging on those horses' necks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, how was I to know what they were?  You have to admit, they did look strange."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quiet you two.  No speaking to each other.  You will speak only when spoken to and will not, we repeat, will not, stray from this path.  There are dangerous animals lurking in this cave, even more dangerous than this whip!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whip cracked - then two whips cracked - then three. What a noise!  It was probably the most frightening thing the boys had ever encountered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6513910303387463882?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6513910303387463882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6513910303387463882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6513910303387463882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-mountain-part-13.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 13'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-1959051210137428113</id><published>2009-05-26T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:32:20.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 12</title><content type='html'>"Did Gisel greet the travellers?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sire.  There are others in the valley, too.  They are a search party looking for one of the small humans and they have made contact with the other large human."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is Gisel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's with the girl, waiting for her father to return.  Gisel will bring them here for supper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm.  I wonder if that is such a good idea?  Then again, maybe it is about time we all met.  Tell the encampment to prepare for visitors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, this is Gisel.  He's a greeter from the encampment high up the mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the introductions were made and everyone sat down to discuss what would happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gisel invited everyone back to the encampment for supper. All agreed that it was a great idea, since only a very small fish had been caught and it was now getting late in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mount up Arianna."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, father, may I ride the transporter with Miss Alia?  It is amazing - look it can float over the ground by just touching a button.  Oh, it's wonderful!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I ride with Alxx on Arianna's horse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, Mykk.  Silva is just a pony and that might be too much weight for her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, climb up here and ride with me on Milar.  He loves to have people on his back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gisel said:  "We have not had guests for quite some time and the villagers have gone all-out for your entertainment.  Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-1959051210137428113?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/1959051210137428113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/05/forbidden-mountain-part-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/1959051210137428113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/1959051210137428113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/05/forbidden-mountain-part-12.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 12'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-4424374837102650752</id><published>2009-05-19T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:12:28.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Glitter - Part 11</title><content type='html'>"Wait, Regulator.  Look down at that stream.  There's Alxx!  Hey Alxx, look up here.  It's me, Mykk.  We've come to rescue you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Mykk!  Come on down.  DManand I were just tryig to catch fish.  It's amazing.  Have you ever tried to catch a fish?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but it looks like fun.  Oh, oh.  Here comes your mother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alxx.  May I speak to you alone, please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes mother.  First, may I introduce you to DMan?  His daughter, Arianna is further up the hill there.  We've been travelling to try to find a Healer for Arianna."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I can see that you have been travelling.  By horse, I see.  DMan do you realize the horse species is endangered?  We do not allow anyone to ride or injure horses in any way.  I'm afraid you have left me no choice but to arrest you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on a minute.  I appreciate your concern about riding what you think is an endangered species, ma'am, but these horses belong to me, as do another thousand grazing in the hills near my home on the other side of this mountain.  There are many more wild horses roaming free in the hills.  Did you not know this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I did not. I always suspected our community has been isolated from civilization for quite some time and although we have advanced scientifically, we have not explored further than the shore of the ocean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is an ocean on the other side of this mountain?  Well, I would never have believed that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It seems we have a lot to learn about each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-4424374837102650752?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4424374837102650752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/05/planet-glitter-part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4424374837102650752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/4424374837102650752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/05/planet-glitter-part-11.html' title='Planet Glitter - Part 11'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-8226027312855563595</id><published>2009-05-05T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:43:20.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain Part 10</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  It seems the Fairy Community discovered their visitors and sent Gisel to greet them.  Oh, oh, I hope he doesn't get into trouble this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father, can we rest for a bit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, Arianna.  Jump down Alxx and tend to Milar for me while I help Arianna.  There now, you rest here and Alxx and I will go to the stream to catch our dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean, catch our dinner?  Do you intend to find something in the water to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe this!  Have you ever been fishing, Alxx?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think so.  Is it fun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it could be, but mostly it is just a way to find something to eat.  Come with me and I'll show you how while Arianna is resting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arianna slowly opened her eyes.  "Oh, you startled me.  I was just closing my eyes for a moment and I must have drifted off.  Where are you?  I can hear your voice, but I'm afraid I can't see you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you have to look up into the tree.  I'm way up here.  I just got caught on the branches while was trying to fly down to greet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There you are!  I can see you now.  Let me help you get un-stuck.  There.   Well, for heaven's sake, are you a fairy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I guess that's what I am.  Are you a human?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I guess that's what I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They laughed together and finally, Arianna said, "I've heard of fairies in stories, but I didn't know they were real."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm real.  My name is Gisel and I have been given a very important job - I  just hope I can do it without making any mistakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay.  What is the important job?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well,  I'm not really sure.  I was just told to come down and greet you.  I suppose I could bring you back to our encampment...  I know, you can come back with me and have supper with us.  Yes, That's a good idea.  Come with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, let's wait for my father and our friend, Alxx.  They'll probably be wanting something to eat too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-8226027312855563595?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8226027312855563595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/05/forbidden-mountain-part-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/8226027312855563595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/8226027312855563595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/05/forbidden-mountain-part-10.html' title='Forbidden Mountain Part 10'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-6948169709106223853</id><published>2009-04-28T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:55:54.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain Part 9</title><content type='html'>What happened so far? He is still curious about the odd lights he saw, so Alxx decides to go along with DMan and Arianna to find a Healer within Forbidden Mountain. He doesn't realize his mother, Alia, has launched a search for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma'am, we are near the crest and I can see where Alxx may have slept for a time. It appears there have been horses here as well. I am puzzled. I didn't know we had any horses in these hills."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, Regulator. I can see the hoof prints. I am amazed! We will have to bring an expedition up here to look for the species. I was afraid all the horses we have at the Scientific Institute were the only ones left in the world. Look, Mykk, isn't this a great find? I wonder if Alxx is a willing rider, of if he was taken against his will?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mount transporters and let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you make of the riders in the gorge sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what to make of them. I appears they are not threatening in any way. Just a large man and two smaller humans. I'm wondering why they would venture so far from the safety of their camp? Send for Gisel to greet them and tell him there shall be no tricks!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-6948169709106223853?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6948169709106223853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6948169709106223853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/6948169709106223853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-9.html' title='Forbidden Mountain Part 9'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-2988544085810660144</id><published>2009-04-21T16:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:41:05.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain - Part 8</title><content type='html'>"Look down there Alxx. I believe there are other visitors to your area of the mountain. Those are horse tracks in the mud. I thought you said there were no horses around here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see. Wow! You are right, that does look like a bunch of horses were here. I can't wait to tell mother about this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If these riders carried lamps to light their way, perhaps that is the mysterious lights you saw. I mean, if these riders travel as we do, they would carry lanterns in the evening - and here, where it is quite a narrow path, they could follow along behind each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I see what you mean. And with the gait of the horses, it would appear that the lights move up and down - of course! I wonder who those other people are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. Perhaps they are with the tribe that the Healer belongs to. Hang on Alxx, I'm going to mount behind you and we'll carry on to look for the village."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-2988544085810660144?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/2988544085810660144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/2988544085810660144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/2988544085810660144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-8.html' title='Forbidden Mountain - Part 8'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-9220305012334506666</id><published>2009-04-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:05:48.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain Part 7</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  Alxx is very surprised to see DMan's horses as horses are almost extinct in Alxx's city of Exxon.  Alxx decides to travel with DMan and Arianna in their quest to find a Healer, and to see if he can spot those strange lights he saw earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I touch your horse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly, Milar loves to have his nose rubbed.  I take it you have never ridden a horse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, we are not allowed to abuse the animals that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is not abuse, my dear lad.  It is exercise for the horse and for me too.  Come on, step into my hand and I'll lift you onto Milar's back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, could I?  Thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alxx was very happy.  He had alwalys wanted to touch a horse, and here he was actually riding one!  If only his friend, Mykk could see him now - what a blast!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-9220305012334506666?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/9220305012334506666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9220305012334506666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/9220305012334506666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-7.html' title='Forbidden Mountain Part 7'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-7264318913740764353</id><published>2009-04-07T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:23:11.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain Part 6</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  DMan and his daughter, Arianna, came across Alxx while he is waking up from a nap - after his hard climb up Forbidden Mountain.  Meanwhile, Alxx's mother, Alia, has launched a search for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are please to meet you, Alxx.  Now we must travel further, to see if we can find a Healer for Arianna."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait!  What's wrong with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I get very tired, sometimes my eyes are so itchy and tears come quite readily.  I seem to fall asleep easily,and I can't seem to get my breath at certain times.  But it's not so bad, father just worries about me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look just fine to me.  Why don't I come with you and help you look for the Healer?  I have never been into the mountain very far and would like to see what's beyond the crest.  I saw some strange lights awhile ago and I came up here to see if I could find out anything about them.  Maybe I'm just on the wrong side of the mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We heard some rumours of strange lights.  You are certainly welcome to travel with us, but you must bear in mind that we have to stop quite often to allow Arianna to rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-7264318913740764353?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/7264318913740764353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7264318913740764353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/7264318913740764353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/04/forbidden-mountain-part-6.html' title='Forbidden Mountain Part 6'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-3432246379355614508</id><published>2009-03-31T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:10:48.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain Part 5</title><content type='html'>"Father, I think the lad is awakening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, young man.  Are you lost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, uh, no, I'm not lost.  Who are you?  Where do you come from?  What are you doing with horses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, one question at a time.  We are travellers searching for a Healer, who is supposed to live beyond in the mountain.  Have you ever heard of a special Healer in these parts?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I haven't heard of a Healer.  And, I repeat, what are you doing with the endangered species?  The horses do look well.  You seem to have taken care of them, but you must take them back to the Scientific Institute at once.  If someone finds you with a horse, you could be jailed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever are you talking about young man?  These horses belong to me.  These are not an endangered species where we come from.  There are thousands of horses, running free outside our encampment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?  Are you sure?  I can't believe it.  We haven't seen a horse, except at the Institute for years and years.  I must tell mother about this.  She'll be so pleased.  Horses are her special project."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell your mother?  Where is she?  Perhaps I could talk to her and find out if she knows of a Healer.  Oh, please excuse me.  I am DMan and this is my daughter, Arianna.  And, you are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am Alxx.  Son of Alia, Assembly Leader, and I wouldn't try to talk to her right now.  I mean, I have to get back and explain why I am on the mountain, among other things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-3432246379355614508?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/3432246379355614508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/03/forbidden-mountain-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3432246379355614508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/3432246379355614508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/03/forbidden-mountain-part-5.html' title='Forbidden Mountain Part 5'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-374563255044389108</id><published>2009-03-24T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:45:03.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain Part 4</title><content type='html'>"Father, father, come here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it Arianna?  I barely got to the top of the hill, when you started calling me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look over there, by that big tree.  Isn't that a young man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, so it is.  It looks like he's sleeping.  I wonder which village he is from.  Perhaps he lives in the same village as the Healer we are looking for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, father.  Do you see his strange clothing?  His vest looks like it is silver.  I have never seen anything like it before, have you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I haven't.  I wonder how he came to be here - I don't see his horse anywhere, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't see his horse either.  I wonder if he walked here.  If he did, then his village must be very close by.  Let's awaken him and ask if he's heard of that Healer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, Arianna.  We must stay hidden for a time.  This lad looks quite strange to me.  His clothes are of a different material than ours.  They look almost metallic.  Look at his boots - they are like none I have ever seen.  I don't think he's a threat to us, but you never know.  We'll move the horses beyond that group of trees and then come back quietly and observe this young man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean; Alxx has gone to Forbidden Mountain?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, Ma'am.  I just blurted it out when you said you couldn't understand why my best friend wasn't here for my award presentation.  I didn't mean to tell!  I promised Alxx I could keep a secret, and now I know I can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know it hurts to tell me of his misadventure, but the Assembly has strictly banned going to Forbidden Mountain.  As the leader of the Assembly, I will go to the mountain myself.  I will take my Investigative Team and we'll try to retrace Alxx's steps.  If you want to come with us, Mykk, meet me at my transporter in one hour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-374563255044389108?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/374563255044389108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/374563255044389108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/374563255044389108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-4.html' title='Forbidden Mountain Part 4'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1595774251273604408.post-338665179431402153</id><published>2009-03-17T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:32:28.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Mountain, Part Three</title><content type='html'>What happened so far?  While Alxx is making his way up Forbidden Mountain, travellers from the other side of the mountain: DMan and his daughter, Arianna, are also trying to make their way up the mountain to find a healer for Arianna, who is suffering from an unknown illness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it, father?  Why do we stop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay quiet, little one.  I'm just riding up to the top of that hill over there.  I think this is the way to the next village, but I can't be sure, since I have never been there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't the healers from our own village give me a potion, or something?  Why do we have to travel so far away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The healers have tried everything they know to help you feel better, Arianna.  This is my last hope.  There is a rumour of a healer with great powers on the other side of this mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I heard the Explorers talkijng when they returned to the village at nightfall.  They said they saw bright lights below the mountain.  They heard loud noises that they couldn't explain.  They saw what looked like fire and objects that moved above the ground.  They said it was a dangerous place and they thought it was unsafe to travel past our boundary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to go past the boundary, Arianna.  That is the only way to reach the other side of this mountain.  Please, don't worry.  I won't go anywhere near the area where the Explorers saw the strange happenings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... now Alxx is headed up the mountain one way and DMan and Arianna are headed up the mountain another way - hmmm.  Maybe they'll meet.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1595774251273604408-338665179431402153?l=planetglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/338665179431402153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/03/forbidden-mountain-part-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/338665179431402153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1595774251273604408/posts/default/338665179431402153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetglitter.blogspot.com/2009/03/forbidden-mountain-part-three.html' title='Forbidden Mountain, Part Three'/><author><name>Planet Glitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08014118787716655179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
