Down in the cabin far out of town | Kingsley sat himself down, Ch. 11b, #ep018

In today's episode of the story of the Inky trails. Kingsley would have sat himself down in his cabin far out of town, all wrapped up thin in his favorite house gown. And there began he on the doggy hound, to a world unknown, here I come.


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If I want to claim the land, I must first be sure to have a plan. And then another one. And just stick and hide them somewhere there in the pillar case. Just in case.
Can't just go in and slaughter them all to waste, take everything which belongs to them and to their taste, and then turns around and leave again?
Well, yes. I could you know! I've done it many times before, but not on such massive door, and surely, not on one single score, no.
I know just what I shall do. Those Lars won't know what hits you, and them too. So he did what he did. And all of his doing is happening still. Even now. Wow.


Once upon another very long time, he would have looked up and out over the hairless heads of his godly spread and was to find that he as well as all of his kinds, had fallen far behind, again. Way too far, as a matter of fact.
He too, just like all of the other Lars, had again fallen far behind the cars. No, there was no such thing as a car anywhere around those parts at that point in. it was the times of the carts gone carting. So, he knew right there and then that he would have had to get up and get moving, had was to go out and spend the necessary time and the overtime if he was to catch up in line with the rest of mankind.
He would have ended up making leagues with this young Kingsley, after they would have taken to crowning him king, his wrong call is about to come calling.
But never mind, he has got the time, Kingsley is in no hurry to begin to make him worry, that is not how Kingsley kings roll, unlike how things are with you, and him, and them! He, Kingsley has got much timing in his soul.

The beginning of the ending.
The young King was carefree, and he was also careless until he was scared stiff. That was when fear left and popped comes the spiff from out of the splits there in the halfway zip of his tunics, and it would have been spewing ash unto the blue vest.
And all of this would have been seen by some of them that were there with him. That was a day of great trouble, Kingsley's knees were to wobble
Or so it would have seemed to those others who were there with him, and writing the texts. That would have been when he was to take a peep in and would have picked up the booked bookings of the ancient family recipe for cooking. For another chance at a look-up of the reading.
Need to have another look at the pleading, and at the plan which he was sure that he was going to be needing, shortly.
The Kingsley Kings, unlike how it is with the other ones. Kingsley has got to be very well informed and secure in the knowledge store while kneading away at the stories which were stored away there in the ancient storybooks, those which were handed down from way back then. From in the days of glories, you know, like.
Like from even before those times when the old man -his old man, was his friend, and would have been reigning there upon the throne as king, and would have begun to work on the plan to claim everything, for him and for his kingdom. It was the ambition of the ancestors for many generations. And this time was to be his time, to get it done.
And damned was to be the man in the plan. Especially those of the larried circular clan, and all of those other people too, who was with him, the Larry people under his command and under his skin, the whole entire Larried region, even.
And the young king would have wanted to know him now, you know, to know his old man, and to ask of him, where are we supposed to go and plow, what should be the question which needs to be getting the answering from this point in and on, and going forward, as it pertains to those things which are worth knowing?
And that's when it would have happened. And then came… What! What happened? The bust, that’s what. 

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  1. Coming next, chapter 12, this is where the story begins to take shape for many, I'm sure. Coming next week, don't miss this, whatever you do.

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