Epilogue

Alas, my dear and faithful readers, the time has come for me to lay down my scribe. But, fear not, the true adventures of the Red Owls have yet to begin. For now however, I must leave the fate of our heroes up to your own imaginations.

The task at hand is too great for me to continue with at present but perhaps one day you will have the chance to read 'The Society of Shells Volume Two' to your sleepy grandchildren.

In it, they will find friends, our Bachelors of Art, on a quest to rid The Castle of The Castrator and other incredible adventures along the way. Such as how Tiger led Toni, Loukie, Captain Cook, Thor, Poom and Benji on a horrifying mission to defeat the RED Dragon, helped on by the advise of the wise sage Bambino and his faithful helper Chiaki, who watched over all of their actions with the use of a magical looking glass.

Then there is the dangerous encounter with the gang of Philipino nymphs that attempt to hypnotize Toni with their rhythmic synchronized dance, the feared 'Macarena'.

They will read too of the solo mission that Tom bore on his shoulders, to save a young girl from the clutch of a terrible paedophile who held her prisoner on a long and crumbling pier that stretched far, far over the Sea.

Fare well, brothers and sisters, we will all do well if we are to heed the advise given to Jimboy by Amphitrite. 'Follow our hearts and be good, that way we are sure to always obey the rules'.

Yours humbly,

James Mann