Bad Ideas

Fuen pecked around in the boot and tossed out a spare fuse to Iron. “Why were you looking for us?” asked Copper.

“I wanted to see if anyone lived on this island,” sighed Fuen. “Then got myself stuck here.”

“Where did you come from?” asked Copper.

“A place between the world of the living and the lands of the dead. Where hopes, ideas and dreams live until they’re forgotten,” replied Fuen. “We’re hoping the Brits forget about Brexit sometime soon. Bad ideas that big really stink up the place.”

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