| *Lovely Rita* By Rachel R. Brown Copyright 2000. May not be used without permission. |
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| Chapter 8 (part 2) The Sea of Green |
| The first horse tossed it�s head up and down as if nodding. Then it began blinking it�s eyes repeatedly as if trying to tell them something. �Eyes?� Paul asked. The horse shook it�s head and continued blinking. �Sight?� Pam suggested. The horse one again shook it�s head but did not stop blinking. �See?� Rita asked. The horse nodded vigorously and quit blinking. �Sea!� exclaimed Paul in wonder. �Like S-E-A.� �Wonder what sea it is this time?� Rita mused. �Watch,� Pam said. �They�re going to give us more directions.� The second horse stepped forward and suddenly a deep steady ticking sound seemed to come from inside him. �A time bomb!� Pam cried. The horse shook it�s head. �Clock?� asked Paul. The horse shook it�s head harder and the ticking was even louder. �Time?� Rita suggested. The horses stopped ticking and nodded vigorously. �The Sea of Time,� Paul marveled. �See, we have another clue now.� �Thank you, horses,� Pam said as she reached out to pat one on the nose. However, they turned and cantered off into the distance. �Good bye,� Pam murmured after them. �Well, let�s see if we can find this Sea of Time,� JoJo sighed. They kept walking until they came to what looked like a huge clock face sticking up out of the sea floor. It�s hands were ticking around in circles. �I have a feeling we�re getting close to the Sea of Time,� Paul told the others. �A very strong feeling would you say?� Rita asked with a smile. �Now we just need to figure out how to enter this sea,� Pam said. �I don�t see any doors or holes, do you?� �No,� JoJo said. �Maybe we�ve come to a dead end.� �No,� Pam argued. �The horses wouldn�t have given us bad directions.� �Maybe this is just an obstacle to throw us off,� JoJo suggested pessimistically. �I don�t think so,� Rita said. �This has got to be it, what do you think, Paul?� �Me thinks I�ve found the way in,� Paul replied. He grabbed onto the of the clock hands as it went by and it lifted it him into the air. �We�ll ride it to the top,� he called. �Grab the next hand.� When the next hand came by Rita, JoJo, and Pam all grabbed hold of it and were lifted upwards. Rita watched the numbers pass by as she neared the top. �Let go when you reach the 12,� Paul�s voice called to them. The 12 approached and they all let go. Rita felt herself tumbling rapidly down a hallway with clocks of all shapes sizes designs and colors ticking around on the walls. |
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