The Promised Land was exactly as promised. But Sir
Welshock Bugstree wasn't here to verify any promise. He was here to look for
his lost younger brother, Barks Bugstree. The other day Barks had come up to
Sir Welshock and requested his ear. Upon Sir Bugstree's opening of the ear, the
younger Bugstree made a big clearing of his throat. And the cleared throat then
produced some irresistibly annoying sounds in bad rhythm.
The elder Bugstree fell silent after. A silence that
added more silence to the lord's original silence. Then keeping the Natural
History of the Promised Woods book down, His lordship turned to his sibling and
said 'Get lost', in a tone which signified pure contempt. Barks retired from
the study with pure confusion.
Later in the day Sir Welshock found a note under his
smoking habit. It read: ' Lost. Most probably in the Promised Land. The book
goes too. Sorry for that. Love. Yours bowingly, Barks B.
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