A Poetic Ode to Ni No Kuni's Errand 73

From the article - I spent about twenty hours this weekend playing Ni no Kuni. I did a lot of things in the game, things which I will not repeat here for fear of spoiling it for those who haven’t played it yet (go play it), but I can tell you something I didn’t do.

I didn’t catch a Lotus Bubbud.

Oh I tried. I tried for five hours to satisfy the demands of that crazed researcher who kept showing up right before me in every town I visited, beseeching me to help him bolster his records of indigenous creatures. All he wanted was a creature “riding a blue flower.” That was it. Little did I realize that this simple request would send me into the grip of madness.

And not cool ‘destroy-the-world’ madness either. This was Emily Dickinson madness. It drove me to poetry.