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“Two there always are, an apprentice and a master.”
From the shadows a new figure emerges into the Frederickverse, the master fiddler to whose tune Dali had been dancing before his entirely wacky quasi-defeat at Frederick’s suddenly surprisingly competent hands. All that has come has been but prelude for all that will come. That’s pretty much true of anything that happens before anything else, but still… BUT STILL…
A brand new arc of Frederick begins TODAY! Gird thy loins!
– The Count and Geoff
Ah, the shadow-shrouded villain cut scene. Who are we to gainsay its charms?
There are also robots in this episode. Steampunk robots. Really, it is almost an over-indulgence.
It is a sweet feeling, moving back into the top chatter box. Sure, there’s the period of adjustment – cleaning up all the empty Bud Light bottles and 19th century British opera libretti Geoff left lying around up here when he left, but after that it’s just the ineffable bliss of Total Power.
Well, it’s May 1, so a happy Day of the International Solidarity of Workers to all of you. Why, I myself saw a worker on the way to getting my cravate fluffed today, and even spoke a few words to him in his own charming vernacular, keeping to topics he would be sure to understand… the distilling of moonshine… The Damnable Poll Tax… the Dodgers leaving Brooklyn…
Seriously, though. Workers rock.
And who IS that man so mysteriously draped in shadow? Who indeed?
– Count Dolby von Luckner
