“Yeah a BIG problem!” says Larry.
“Cats” says Harry.
“Cats?” asks Fibh.
“Cats” replies Larry.
“Big, Ugly, Dirty CATS” as Larry raises his voice.
“They've taken over the Park, we barely got out with our feathers in tact, just take a look!” Larry turns to show Fibh his bottom, only to see a few feathers remaining.
“They nearly had me” Larry says in a sorryful voice, holding back his tears.
“But we ain't getting caught that easily, by those dirty felines!”.
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Harry exclaims while lifting his wing over Larry shoulder, to console him.
Fibhs now worried “How am I going to see the wise Owl now?, if I cant get into the Park? It's been a waisted journey”.
“Don't give up yet kid. If we can get out, sure enough we'll get you in to see the Owl”. Larry says happily.
“Thank you... Thank you for doing this” Fibh replies.
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The fog slowly started to clear and there in front of him he saw a magnificent statue of a huge Lady holding a Torch, as a bearer of good tidings and welcoming all to the shores of America.
“Thank heavens, I've made it this far” poor Fibh said, slightly out of breath..
He pirched himself a top the lovely ladies torch which was not only bright but also warm. A well deserved rest from his long ardious journey.
“My feet are aching, and so are my tiny wings” Fibh said while slowly flapping them up and down trying to relax.
Resting only a few minutes. Two Large, oversized and slightly clumbersome Pigeons landed next to him.
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One of them begins talking to the other in Brooklyn accents.
“My wings have had it, I'm tired of being chased through Central Park by all those cats”.
“Did you say Park?” Fibh asked “As I've flown all the way from Scotland, I'm looking for the Wise Owl?”.
“Did you say Wise Owl?” asks the second Pigeon.
“Thats right” replied Fibh.
“Yeah, we know him, don't we Larry?”.
“Sure do Harry. The Wise-e Old-e Owl-e” chuckling away.
“But! There's a problem” says Harry.
“A Problem?” asks Fibh.
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Chapter 10
Large Lady Holding a Torch
ibh had been flying for days, with the help of the jet stream, he'd been able to conserve a lot of his energy. However, his small wings slowly began to tire.
As he tired, he began to drop from the dizzying heights at which he'd flown at, slowly, slowly coming down..
“Its getting really foggy” Fibh said to himself as he was struggling to see. “Just keep a look out for the The Large Lady Holding a Torch, she can't be too far away now” he said.
And then from within the fog he saw a glimour of light. “I've made it” he said, remebering what Mr Snake had told him about the journey and the Lady with the Torch.
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