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Leo and the Lament of the Lunatic Light
Please vote for “A Bedtime Story” for Volume One’s Best Local Podcast!
Visit the “A Bedtime Story” show website to submit your story ideas for a future episode!
Leo was the official lighthouse keeper of the rocky, wave-battered coast. His job was simple: turn the huge lamp on when the sun went down, and turn it off when the sun came up. The problem was, Leo was deathly afraid of the dark, and he hated turning the light off.
Every morning, the grumpy Harbour Master, Captain Guzzle, would call Leo.
"Leo! The sun is up! Turn off the light! You're wasting electricity!" Captain Guzzle would bellow.
"But, Captain," Leo would argue desperately, "I detected a sudden onset of... Reverse Fog! It's fog that's only visible during the day! We must keep the light going to cut through the inverted vapor!"
Captain Guzzle snorted. "There is no such thing as Reverse Fog, Leo!"
The next day, Leo tried a different excuse. "Captain! I spotted a fleet of tiny, Invisible Pirates! They can only be seen when the light is shining directly on them! They're trying to steal the buoys!"
"Invisible Pirates, Leo? You've been reading too many cereal box labels!"
Leo grew desperate. The dark felt like a big, velvet blanket ready to smother him. He needed a truly justifiable reason to keep the light on 24 hours a day.
He paced the lighthouse, racking his brain. Suddenly, he looked out at the water and saw a massive, glinting object. It was a giant, polished bronze bell that had been tossed overboard from a sunken ship. It was beautiful, but it was sitting right on the busiest shipping lane.
"Aha!" Leo cried. "I shall make the light the warning!"
He started shining the light not in a sweeping motion, but directly at the bell, creating a brilliant, blinding beacon on the water.
Captain Guzzle called immediately, furious. "Leo! What is that colossal flash? You're going to blind the fishing fleet!"
"I am performing a Visual Anchor Alert!" Leo declared with authority. "There is a monumental, navigational hazard in the channel—a giant, shiny, boat-sinking bell! My light is the only thing preventing disaster!"
Captain Guzzle looked through his binoculars, saw the giant, glittering bell, and had to admit Leo was right. "Well, I suppose that’s slightly more sensible than Invisible Pirates. But only until we tow that thing out of the way!"
Leo happily kept the light on for three more days until the bell was recovered. He was proud that his fear of the dark had finally led to saving the day, even if he still kept a tiny battery-powered lamp clipped to his ear just in case.
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By Matthew MitchellPlease vote for “A Bedtime Story” for Volume One’s Best Local Podcast!
Visit the “A Bedtime Story” show website to submit your story ideas for a future episode!
Leo was the official lighthouse keeper of the rocky, wave-battered coast. His job was simple: turn the huge lamp on when the sun went down, and turn it off when the sun came up. The problem was, Leo was deathly afraid of the dark, and he hated turning the light off.
Every morning, the grumpy Harbour Master, Captain Guzzle, would call Leo.
"Leo! The sun is up! Turn off the light! You're wasting electricity!" Captain Guzzle would bellow.
"But, Captain," Leo would argue desperately, "I detected a sudden onset of... Reverse Fog! It's fog that's only visible during the day! We must keep the light going to cut through the inverted vapor!"
Captain Guzzle snorted. "There is no such thing as Reverse Fog, Leo!"
The next day, Leo tried a different excuse. "Captain! I spotted a fleet of tiny, Invisible Pirates! They can only be seen when the light is shining directly on them! They're trying to steal the buoys!"
"Invisible Pirates, Leo? You've been reading too many cereal box labels!"
Leo grew desperate. The dark felt like a big, velvet blanket ready to smother him. He needed a truly justifiable reason to keep the light on 24 hours a day.
He paced the lighthouse, racking his brain. Suddenly, he looked out at the water and saw a massive, glinting object. It was a giant, polished bronze bell that had been tossed overboard from a sunken ship. It was beautiful, but it was sitting right on the busiest shipping lane.
"Aha!" Leo cried. "I shall make the light the warning!"
He started shining the light not in a sweeping motion, but directly at the bell, creating a brilliant, blinding beacon on the water.
Captain Guzzle called immediately, furious. "Leo! What is that colossal flash? You're going to blind the fishing fleet!"
"I am performing a Visual Anchor Alert!" Leo declared with authority. "There is a monumental, navigational hazard in the channel—a giant, shiny, boat-sinking bell! My light is the only thing preventing disaster!"
Captain Guzzle looked through his binoculars, saw the giant, glittering bell, and had to admit Leo was right. "Well, I suppose that’s slightly more sensible than Invisible Pirates. But only until we tow that thing out of the way!"
Leo happily kept the light on for three more days until the bell was recovered. He was proud that his fear of the dark had finally led to saving the day, even if he still kept a tiny battery-powered lamp clipped to his ear just in case.