Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

A message from DreamLand

A dream can be a very nice thing. Sometimes it is not. But right now, it seemed to be pleasant. Floating among the clouds, flapping your arms as though they were feathered wings. Swooping down lower, you brush you feet across a fluffy creast of a white cloud. You zoom upwards again, the cloud swirling gently in your wake. You fly a loop-the-loop, giggling happily. A flock of geese burst out of the clouds and, honking madly, swerve to avoid running into you. You pause in your fun, and hover in the blue sky, watching them fly south. You let yourself sink, and land with a pillow like puff on a nice cloud. You lay back, feeling more relaxed than you have in weeks. You smile to yourself, and a face blocks your veiw of the sky.

"Hello," the woman says. "I'm Roya."

"That's nice," you mutter dreamily, and sit up.

The lady was pretty, with flowing hair that was the color of the cloud you rested on. Her eyes sparkled, and a pair of feathery gray wings flap lazily to keep her hovering just above the cloud.

"Would you like to spend a few days, or perhaps weeks in the clouds?" she asks.

"That sounds wonderful," you sigh whistfully. "If only you were real."

"Oh, but I am real. At least, I am here. Will you come back?"

"Ok," you agree.

"Here." Roya hands you a small glass vail, filled to the cork with a bright blue liquid. You accept it, and ask, "What is it?"

Roya answers, "it will give you your wings, and transport you to DreamLand. Drink it immediatly upon waking. See you soon." And with that, she wisks away.

You study the vail, and then lay back down and close your eyes.

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Do you want a housemate?(like a roommate only you will be living in mini homes):

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Notes- CBers only. No limit. Pets are allowed if trained. This ski lodge will start on June 10th. Feel free to geuss me!

See ya! ~ Roya