The four heroes of this story, Copper, The Alchemist Cornelis, The Woman in Trousers Felicity and the fragrant fairy Absenthe.. in their submarine, are in a bit of a spin.. but as always Cornelis has a solution… This is a spin off from The Colour Purple…… Head over to Teagan Geneviene to see how things pan out.
When I wrote this chapter back in 2015, I was experiencing a lack of energy. It made me relate to these images of worn-out, abandoned locomotives.
Since my characters sometimes reflect my experiences of a given moment, I went to my manuscript with the intention of exploring what a tiny magical green skunk-like creature would do if he was fatigued.
However, to my surprise I didn’t give my characters my own weariness. Quite the contrary — they energized me! Today I hope to tap into that energy once again. My simple life has made many demands on me lately.
The #steampunk submarine is at our port. It’s rising to the surface now, and we’re ready for another chapter of Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers.
Previously with Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers
Chapter 26.1 Absinthe, the Green Fairy, managed to pilot the submarine and take it underneath the ack ruffians who were hunting for them. Although, the others didn’t know that was what he was doing.
Chapter 26.2 Felicity, the Woman in Trousers, was still a bit fishy about the gills from the potent poot of Absinthe, the Green Fairy. Her nausea was made worse by the maniacal spinning of the submarine when the Alchemist accidentally uttered the incantation Yadadarcyyada!
Will Cornelis have another accident of alchemy? Will Felicity be mad as hops? Will Absinthe be startled into another powerfully potent poot? Read on to find out.
Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers
27 — Corded Stays, Pickled Beets, Cold Cereal
Through the velvet black of unconsciousness I heard my name called. I shook my head to clear it, but found I could barely move. Some unseen force held me fast. I managed to open my eyelids and vacantly looked straight ahead.
Absinthe, the Green Fairy clung protectively to Copper’s head. All I could think was what an odd sight it was.
Then memory surged back, filling my mind. The pressure that held me still was from the force of the violently spinning submarine. Even if I could have moved spryly, the Green Fairy had created a protective barrier around Copper, himself, and me.
“Thank God you’re awake. It took you long enough,” Cornelis called from across the chamber where he moved like a maniac to correct the damage of his inadvertently spoken incantation, yadadarcyyada.
He fiddled with an odd multi-armed contrivance, which whirred and hummed, shooting rainbow light everywhere. It also shot colorful sparks now and then, which Cornelis adroitly ducked.
I muttered a rude response to the Dutchman’s ill-mannered comment.
“Don’t just sit there!” he complained. “I only have two hands. Have you a corset, woman?”
“I beg your pardon!” I said warningly.
Head over and see how things to…