As you can see, Mopey’s poetic endeavour went on quite smoothly, after the struggle for the initial word was won. Her inspiring surroundigs spurred her on to create a true masterpiece of Gothic poetry.*
And then she clearly demonstrates the power of pottery. Uh, poetry. I always mix up those two. Anyway, she demonstrated how poetry can help uns realize the truth, not only about ourselves, but also about the world around us. For example, in this specific case her poetry helped Mopey realize how unlikely the presence of an authentic medieval dungeon on a remote island in the Pacific is, and how the microclimate didn’t really match up with her expectation of what a deep, dark, damp dungeon should feel like from the inside.
Indeed, she had been a prisoner of her romantic notions more than anything else, the whole time. Damn that devious Professor!
This scene was also quite a challenge for George Geekish, who was confronted with the requirement to create some plasterboard walls with masonry wallpaper, which were not supposed to stand in for ancient dungeon walls (as he had often done before), but rather for plasterboard walls with masonry wallpaper which were supposed to stand in for ancient dungeon walls. Well, the assignment wasn’t actually the challenge, the challenge was comprehending it.
More on Thurs…uh, Monday!
* No, really. The lines are actually taken from Lord Byron’s “The Prisoner of Chillon”.