When Pim and Bim got home the bees were nowhere to be found and the apiary had been taken over by chickens.
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The fraying looked to be the work of rodents. And was.
Slim’s increasing suspicions about the glacial progress were confirmed by a frayed end of the thread.
Some hours later Slim came upon Gim who lay reading a book of natural remedies entitled: “Chicken Soup for a Cold.”
Following the thread back through the archive Slim came upon a Tiki Bar being patronized by the WDA, whose welts had subsided. Blessedly.
Irate at being defeated by orbs, Slim, on the outskirts of Glim, discovered a length of rope he identified correctly as Ariadne’s Thread.
Foiled again by the ineluctable powers of Mrs. Love, Mr. Love moved past Glim and onto a plain and with the darkest thoughts he’d ever had.
A series of promising leads ended with the deliverance of Mr. Love to a familiar vista.
Mr. Love stepped past a poor soul who had become lost, and perished in the endless maze of the archive. He himself had taken precautions.
Mr. Love was informed by a stooped, wearish man that the library was infinite.
