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... as you rest within the peaceful forest, you hear a whisper of an echo rustling through the reeds, building in strength and timbre until you can almost make out the sound of a word. The sound becomes louder and clearer, the water rippling in the serene pond as a rumbling begins to well up within the earth, almost as if the sound and it's source were coming closer...

Suddenly, your tranquillity is disturbed by a raving madman, bursting through the bamboo that encircles your hidden glade, waving an unopened box covered in strange writing and images. It is clear this man is the source of the noise, as he crashes across, splashing through the shallow pond, laughing and continues on through the bamboo on the other side.

Peace slowly returns as the rustling and crashing of the man through the forest slowly dwindles into the distance, the word ending with his departure. Thinking for a moment, you recognise the word, and smile, chuckling at the shiny box he was brandishing so triumphantly:



Mood: veryveryveryveryveryveryveryveryveryVERY happy. Ecstatic, even. 8D
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