Now when the youngest soul had returned it was decided to journey outdoors in search of mischief and mayhem. But where to go? The two could not yet travel to Brazil and Leroux was no longer welcome in Monaco after certain events which are too numerous and too full of tomfoolery to recount here.
Therefore after much deliberation as well as consulting their horoscopes, soothsayers and the stock market (Leroux had some investments in Bulgarian whale racing), the pair decided on a place full of magic and wonder.
Yes the magical land of West Fork in Oak Creek Canyon.
Full of magical creatures and such.......or so they were told.
While there were no fairies and elves to be found, there was a pretty creek. And a very pretty creek it was. Refreshing too considering the day was hot and the souls found a nice place to eat saltines and watch little fish swim. Ingreedo had been forgetful as they sometimes are and forgot to pack a snack. But lucky for her that Leroux had learned what to pack for journeys. There was much rejoicing.
As probably mentioned before, the day was hot. So journey through the creek itself was essential for the journey back. Those Transcendentalists didn't have anything on the souls because whilst they were enjoying a sun shower and thanking the powers that be for a break from the heat they came across proof of the divine.
For low and behold up high in the trees they spied a spider's web. Proof that Spider God provides to those in need......or has a vacation home in Oak Creek.
As the day wore on the two went their separate ways until adventure called again.
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