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“Well, a lot of things. It is where the crown jewels are kept and also where people were imprisoned and executed. It is said to be haunted.” Wendy replied, as she led Gosalyn down the streets of London.

“HAUNTED?”  Gosalyn repeated with DEFINATE interest.  “Keen gear!  Maybe we could LURE OUT the GHOST!”

“Oh that should not be hard at all! There are so many ghosts living in the Tower that at least one is sure to be around when we visit.” Wendy assured Gosalyn as she led her towards the Tower. 

“Shouldn’t we get some EQUIPMENT?”  Gosalyn asked.  “Like ghost cameras or zapping GHOST TRAPS” she panatamimed shooting someone with a waggely light laser.  “Something like that?”  what was the point of just RUNNING INTO a ghost if you couldn’t PROVE it to anyone or TAKE IT HOME, or make money or get famous or anything awesome like that?

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“He’s probably on his ship, the Lady Sarah,” she said. “Out delivering something wonderful to somewhere great.”

“Cooool!”  Gosalyn said.  That sounded a LOT better then sandiong around talking to some kinda PRINCESS in some kinda “storybook” villiage.  “Can you take me to his ship?”

Rapunzel looked at the duck girl a little odd. “Not… if he’s out sailing. That’s up there!” she pointed to the sky. “Probably another planet. I can show you where he docks when he come to Corona, though.”

Ships that sail between the planets?  “Keen gear!”  Now THAT was something for her book report!  “Maybe I could catch another ship!”  And bravely fight singel handedly gainst the FEIRCE SPACE PIRATES!  They wouldn’t stand a chance against QUIVERWING QUACK!  She wondered if the changes she made here effected the text in her storybook.  She DEFINATELY hoped so!

Her eyebrows drew together, a mix of fretful and thoughtful. “I get the impression his is the only one that comes to Earth. He’s from a planet called Montressor.”

“Welp!”  Gosalyn said, with the easy disissiveness of a child.  “Only one way to find out!  Let’s go!”