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"My guide has proven as good as his word. Though I was loath to trust the word of a goblin it seems I was wrong to be so suspicious. He has indeed brought me to the foothills of this mysterious realm.
When I began my quest to bring the Holy Word of Alemi to the forsaken souls of these far-flung Realms I anticipated that I would encounter horror and evil. I had heard rumours that this place was a province, ruled by some terrifying witch, that the populace were brutal, savage servants of their dark mistress. Terror was expected. What I did not expect was to be met with such serene, still beauty.
This land is a marvel. Beneath her eternal lilac moon the Realm exists like some bewitching twilight dream, her palette of purples, blues and deep velvet blacks a soothing tonic to the mind. I don't ever recall having felt so calm.
Everything here is strange. The air carries countless wonderful musky aromas whose source I can only guess at. Crystalline outcroppings tower over still, mercurial pools. There are many curious moulds and fungi which seem to flourish in this half light, delicate and elaborate. I must collect some specimens to examine further. My guide, clearly a superstitious type, claims that the plant life here can move towards light! I am looking forward to learning more of the folktales of these simple, happy people.
That has been perhaps my greatest surprise. To find a community made up primarily of Goblins and Trolls living in peace, harmony and happiness! I would have never believed that such base creatures were capable of building such a successful community.
By all accounts they have their Queen to thank for their conversion to civilization. They speak of her in glowing, even loving terms, and I am looking forward to meeting with her. The horror stories I was told are quite clearly the tall tales of the ignorant. After rest I shall visit her Palace. I am certain that with reasoned persuasion and pure heart she will prove a powerful convert to Great Alemi's cause."
Isra: "... I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!!! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!!"
BWAMM, Isra slams the door of her bedroom... Rais wakes and looks at his sister...
"Sleep you!" Isra hisses to her brother
Isra hops into her bed with her clothes still on and continues: "I will never go back downstairs! I will run away... "
"Don't say that sis... you know... Cauchemar?!", Rais says.
"Hah! That's just a stupid bedtime story Nana tells us... just to keep stupid kids like you behave... I'm older that you! Such stories don't scare me anymore! Such lands to not exist! Now shut up and go to bed!"
Angry Isra falls a sleep...
An hour later, Isra's father comes knocking softly on the bedroom door... Isra doesn't answer and nor does Rais...
Already the room is empty...
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