Jan 27, 2004 18:14
Sometimes, Oliver met with another bear, Wendell. Wendell was a black bear. He lived upstate, but he often came to visit the same lovely gardens surrounding the Cloisters that Oliver did. He’d found them, and all of NYC, quite by accident. One cold night, a sudden taste of winter during the autumn, Wendell fell asleep inside an empty boxcar. He slept quite deeply and didn’t waken even when the entire train the boxcar was part of started moving. He found himself on the west side of Manhattan come morning. Quite frightened, he followed the tracks northward, (bears always can tell where their home is) until he came near the great hill of Ft.Tryon park. Where the Cloisters sat atop. He smelled the sweet perfume of the flowers of the garden. He climbed to investigate and found the loveliest place he’d ever seen. He stayed all day, hiding from the few people there, till nightfall. He thought the garden even more beautiful by moonlight. And then Oliver came.
Today's Crimefighters:
He's a suicidal skateboarding dwarf who knows the secret of the alien invasion. She's a supernatural paranoid queen of the dead with her own daytime radio talk show. They fight crime!