Literature
Tecna in Zanzibizarre Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Kung Fu Fighting Tecna clung to the straw for dear life, keeping herself from sliding off into the sea of tears she cried. It was nothing but darkness, rocking back and forth. Not for the first time, she wondered how she got to this point…and had the sinking suspicion that it wouldn’t be the last. Then it came. Light. She appeared to be surrounded by fog as well. Thick as pea soup. Tentatively, she looked up and called out. “Hello? Is anyone out there? Hello?” No answer. And she seemed miles away from anywhere. But all the same, she heard something. It sounds like…singing. Soon may the Wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum One day when the tonguing is done, We’ll take our leave and go! It came from a boat, where a rather sizable green-eyed panda in burlap shorts and shaolin ankle wraps, sat in the middle while being rowed by a small band of pigs, rabbits, and geese. He himself was doing nothing besides singing and slurping up noodles. “Hey, think we