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The Sheep of Legend

Maggie was walking up a narrow alleyway when she heard an odd clickity-clacking. She paused and tugged her hat off listening to for the sound and heard it again, high overhead. 

“Tenk ain’t taken proper care o’ these clocks these days!” She grumbled, using the ring of keys she’d failed to return to City Hall to let herself into the narrow stairway that led up to the roof of the building. From there she climbed a curl of steps up through a hatch and into the clock itself. At first she saw nothing amiss in the great room which held the clocks workings. 

But then she heard a long, low, malicious ‘baaaaaa.’ 

She gasped and caught sight of it just before it bowled over her and down the stairs.

“Oy!” She shouted, scrambling to her feet and running down after it. She made a jump for it just as it leaped off the edge of the roof but missed, getting only a handful of wool. She cried out and held her hand toward the sheep…

Who rolled over in mid-air and hit the ground with a soft ‘pfaf” sound, like a pillow being swung into someone’s face, for so great was his white woolly coat that it absorbed his impact and, as he bounced jauntily onto his hoofs, he raised his horned black face and blew a raspberry at Maggie. 

Maggie shouted a rude remark after him and then stared down at the handfull of silvery-white wool that she’d caught off of him. 

“Great Woolly White!” She exclaimed “The sheep of legend!” 

Yes! It was Great Woolly White! The Sheep spoken of with awe by a thousand shepherds with awe and fear. It was said that whoever caught Great Woolly White and sheered him would become a shepherd of legend. The greatest shepherd who ever lived.

Maggie grinned, she knew that she would be the one to find and catch the sheep, now that she knew he was loose in the city. 

 

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16 Comments

  1. Junie Ginsburg Junie Ginsburg November 24, 2011

    *gets out her knittin’ needles*

  2. Kristos Sonnerstein Kristos Sonnerstein November 24, 2011

    ((So wonderfully playful and daring!))

  3. Edward Pearse Edward Pearse November 24, 2011

    Sounds like someone is trying to pull the wool over your eyes.

  4. Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse November 24, 2011

    *looks out the window and smiles from ear to ear*
    The Great Woolly White is running about town… what wonderful news.

  5. Jimmy Branagh Jimmy Branagh November 24, 2011

    “Great Wooly White is on the lam,” said Jimmy sheepishly.

    • Junie Ginsburg Junie Ginsburg November 24, 2011

      Ms. Maggie’s apparently filled with shear determination.

      • Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse November 24, 2011

        Oh ewe guys with your puns… now I have to try and think of something… dagnabbit I’m just drawing blanks… bah! will try again later.

        • Jedburgh30 Dagger Jedburgh30 Dagger November 24, 2011

          You’re just one of the flock, bound to get fleeced in the end.

  6. Jedburgh30 Dagger Jedburgh30 Dagger November 24, 2011

    Does this mean he’ll be chased by a shepherd with one leg?

  7. Avariel Falcon Avariel Falcon November 24, 2011

    Is it a clockwork sheep?

  8. Glaubrius Valeska Glaubrius Valeska November 25, 2011

    Well, Mss lanoLynwood, don’t sit there woolgathering, ruminant on this: shepard your resources chop-chop. That wooly-booger is on the lamb! Perhaps you should but a mutt on the job?

    • Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse November 25, 2011

      ‘lanoLynwood’… *nearly spits out coffee laughing*

  9. Breezy Carver Breezy Carver November 25, 2011

    smiles what a lovely morning “breakfast read” …  shall always root for the “clickity-clacking”..:)

  10. Avariel Falcon Avariel Falcon November 26, 2011

    The clockwork unicorn looked at the sheep, and the sheep looked back…

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