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12-25-2014, 08:23 PM
With the Edge falling away at my back, I made my way for the first time to the infamous Island. I had heard its name weaved within various conversations but had never sought out its magic myself. I assumed there was a first for everything and thus left my home in search of experience and something new to wet my desires. With Evangeline lingering heavily on my mind, I decided that I would spend my travels focusing on other more selfless needs… such as my daughter. It had been quite some time since I’d seen her and I was still questioning her wellbeing. I prayed to the Gods that she was indeed safe… and happy. Upon reaching what I thought to be the Island, I was shocked to discover that it was not only hovering above me, but nearly impossible to reach. How was one supposed to reach its lip, cross the threshold and frolic through the grasses growing rampant in the sky? When I stepped forward to inspect what appeared to be an alternate route to the Island’s crest, I was thrown for a curve because the ground seemed to shift beneath me, lifting me into the sky before I could cry for help. As I trembled with a mix of fear and sheer surprise I was hefted up toward the Island… my answer had been given without even asking for it. When the cloud reached port, I stepped off onto solid ground as if it were a blessing sent by the Gods. I would certainly have to think about visiting again… it was truly a fascinating thing, but a frightening concept nonetheless. I trailed a narrow path the led to a destination unknown, but before I could get very far, I laid eyes on a giant… turtle? What was it doing here? The Island was certainly nothing less than fantastical… But this was something truly uncanny, queer. Bells hung from his shell, jingling and laughing with an array of different pitches. What was going on here? “Hello…,” I mumbled hesitantly. |
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