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Poppy
April 16th, 2012 at 5:04pm

She walked this far, to find this place, because it reminded her of
the place she was born, even though that place was just a dim,
fluttering memory in the back of her cotton ball-consistency mind.
Still, this place smelled the same - and by that, of course, it
smelled like magic. It didn't look the same, though. For days, she had
been puzzled by the island and the narrow finger of rock that
connected it to the mainland, terrified that, were she to step on it,
it would all fade away and she would be lost at sea. And so slowly,
one day at a time, she had ventured out - a quarter of the way, and
back. Half the way, and back. Three quarters of the way, and back. And
while her logic may have been flawed, one has to admit that she did
not get swallowed by the sea.

It took another three days for her to build the courage to pass the
lava, and two more for her to make it to the top of the volcano, but
finally she made it, and the altar of the gods stretched out before
her. It was beautiful, and scary, and simply reeked of magic. And she
wanted to talk to someone. So she said, "Hello?"



Random Event
April 17th, 2012 at 11:00am

Nothing but a lonely breeze greets you. Try again later.


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