{"id":3496,"date":"2023-04-11T00:05:07","date_gmt":"2023-04-11T04:05:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3496"},"modified":"2023-04-06T15:40:25","modified_gmt":"2023-04-06T19:40:25","slug":"save-me-a-story-impossible","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3496","title":{"rendered":"Save me a Story &#8211; Impossible"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><i>This is the continuing story of my adventures in the tale: Save me a Story. If you wish to read the introduction to understand what is happening, click this link:\u00a0<\/i><\/span><\/p>\r\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><i><a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3431\">https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3431<\/a><\/i><\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><i>\u00a0<\/i><\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><i>Otherwise, I\u2019ve tried to summarize what happened at the beginning of most of the sections of this story. <\/i><\/span><b>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\r\n<!-- \/wp:post-content -->\r\n\r\n<!-- wp:image -->\r\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/A-to-Z-2003-I.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-3411\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/A-to-Z-2003-I-300x300.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"124\" height=\"124\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/A-to-Z-2003-I-300x300.jpeg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/A-to-Z-2003-I-150x150.jpeg 150w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/A-to-Z-2003-I.jpeg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 124px) 100vw, 124px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\r\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><strong>Impossible<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">My friend, Ronald, who had unwillingly been thrust into this adventure to help me find all of the lost stories that had been stolen and the story characters who were kidnapped, now found himself in the clutches of none other than Captain Hook, who was also in search of his crew and the story he was supposed to be part of. When Ronald started this adventure, he had no clue what he was doing, and being captured by Captain Hook did not add to his confidence.\u00a0 Had Ronald originally paid attention to the Caretaker of Selat when getting instructions, he might not have strayed so far off course.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now in the clutches of Hook, he was moving in a northerly direction, which should have been the way he was supposed to go the first time, had he not gone west instead.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ronald and Hook were now on a path that led to a cottage just on the edge of the village. As they stopped to look at the house, wondering whether or not anyone was there with helpful information, a woman stepped out through the door. Before Ronald or the Captain could utter a word, this haughty woman was upon them.<\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/04\/cinderellas-stepmother.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-3491 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/04\/cinderellas-stepmother-300x222.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"128\" height=\"95\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/04\/cinderellas-stepmother-300x222.jpeg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/04\/cinderellas-stepmother.jpeg 735w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 128px) 100vw, 128px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWHERE ARE MY DAUGHTERS AND THAT WRETCH OF A CINDER GIRL!?\u201d she screamed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Again, before they could respond, this woman continued, \u201cIsn\u2019t it bad enough that I am left here on my own, with no one to do my bidding, fix my meals, clean my house, but my daughters just up and leave for some stupid meeting!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBut, madam,\u201d Hook said most eloquently as he bowed to the woman, \u201cThat is precisely what we are trying to find out, for we, too, have lost our compatriots to some meeting, some two days ago, from which, no one has returned.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The mean-spirited woman stood tall. \u201cWell, don\u2019t just stand there like idiots! Go and find them!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As they slowly backed away in an attempt to both acknowledge her demand and get away from her. She called out once more.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou men are just as likely to get it wrong. I can see that you are both fools. You,\u201d pointing to Ronald, \u201cdon\u2019t look like you can even dress yourself, let alone find the time of day or a missing person. How do you plan on finding anyone?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd you, Mr. La-dee-dah,\u201d she continued as she ranted at Hook, \u201cwith all your fancy clothes, I believe that is a hook you have in place of a hand. What good is that? Ohh\u2026Maybe that big sword you have will help\u2026Poppycock! You couldn\u2019t fight your way out of an empty basket! You\u2019re both just stupid, and I don\u2019t trust you!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before either of them could say a word or Hook could take out his sword and carve this woman to ribbons, the woman spoke again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019ll be taking charge of this little group. And don\u2019t even think to question my decision. I\u2019m willing to carve off my own daughters\u2019 toes and heels to get what I want. I don\u2019t think you will stop me with your hooks and swords. And when found, my daughters are mine, and you can do whatever you want with that useless Cinder Whelp.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Logic would dictate that Hook and Ronald would run away as fast as possible, but they did the impossible instead; they cowered to her demands and accepted her terms.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Continued in&#8230;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3498\">Jack<\/a><\/em><\/p>\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><\/figure>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is the continuing story of my adventures in the tale: Save me a Story. If you wish to read the introduction to understand what is happening, click this link:\u00a0 https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3431\u00a0 Otherwise, I\u2019ve tried to summarize what happened at the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3496\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[410,4,7],"tags":[70,421],"class_list":["post-3496","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-to-z-blog-challenge-2023","category-original-stories","category-story-writing","tag-a-to-z-blog-challenge","tag-a-to-z-blog-challenge-2023"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3496","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3496"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3496\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3614,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3496\/revisions\/3614"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3496"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3496"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3496"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}