“What’s this?  Is it a bit of rope hanging?”

“It’s coming from above.  I don’t understand.”

“It’s about time you told me about this Hook.  You owe me an explanation.”

“I owe you nothing.”

“I’m a Hook Master, you trained me.  I still don’t know about the Pro-Life Hook and seeds, yet you promised that—“

“—I’ve got a reputation to maintain.”

“You what?”

“My genetic make-up has a lot to do with cactuses and their water retention abilities and—“

“You’re off your head!”

“You wanna learn about the Pro-Life or not?”

Now the King looks at Chloroph wondering if he should follow the Captain in his footsteps and into the Hook or if it were better to throw his companion and be done with it.  No doubt it would be useless, it would come back to haunt the King one way or another.  If only he still had his crown about, he muses, he could think like a King, only now…

“Let us start with how dangerous Hooks are.  You had maintained that—“

“—This one is just as dangerous, but only when you’ve exhausted its possibilities.  I mean, near the end.”

“The end?  What end?”

“’With Pro-Life seeds,” Chloroph continues, “you need to be organised and ensure that you have plenty of what you need to survive as well as protection from the elements.”


“You’ve no idea what I had to do to get the Hook you see here reach the stage it is at before you wished for it.’”

“You have a stock of them?”

“I’ve only three and this one is the third I created, the most perfected.  I’d just been bringing the finishing touch to it when it heard your summon.”

To be continued…


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