News of ghostly object drifting in Wind...etc. Last night Archemedies the Owl came by, he was upset and worried, “There's a thing,” he said urgently, “And I don't know what it is!” “Okay, what does it look like?” I asked passing from sleep to awake, “I mean does it have a shape?” “None of us can see it until we're close up, then we're too close up, and we drop!” “Not good,” I said, “You must tell the others not to go that close up!” Archemedies...