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- >Green
- >All in front of you, you see green
- >You tilt your head to the left and right
- >You continue to see green, with bits of brown and blue
- >You tilt your head far enough to see what's behind you
- >Green
- >You are suddenly aware that this green is actually beneath you
- >You're on your back, and the green beneath you is grass
- >Thus it stands to reason that the green and blue above you must be trees and the sky
- >A sky, at least
- >With a bit of trouble and shaking, you make your way to your feet
- >It occurs to you now that you are stark naked
- >This, however, was not a far throw from the rags you had on before
- >Indeed, in the days, hours, and minutes leading up to your execution, you wore naught but a burlap sack
- >Ate naught but the potatoes from that sack, too
- >Ah, yes, your execution, you remember it so vividly
- >Tinker with some artifacts the Senate doesn't think you should tinker with and it's off with your head
- >Such a barbaric world you lived in
- >Hopefully this afterlife will be a bit better
- >After all, you're stuck with it for eternity, if you're not mistaken
- >First things first, you fashion a skirt out of leaves and vines
- >They may go naked here in the afterlife, but it'll take you some time to get used to it
- >You find a winding path through the forest, and decide to see where it goes
- >As you walk along the path, you feel a strange feeling
- >It is as though some sort of energy flows from the forest around you and into your being
- >It leaves you feeling rejuvenated, and full of life
- >Full of afterlife, maybe
- >Eventually, you spot a small cottage at what appears to be the edge of this forest
- >A small creature seems to be tending to a garden of sorts
- >It's body is overall equine in appearance, but with many exaggerated and oversimplified features
- >"Oh, Angel, if only I had someone to help me water these plants. I'm afraid my garden is growing too large to care for on my own."
- >The creature speaks!
- >Interesting, from the voice it sounds female, but you can't be certain with an unfamiliar talking species
- >It also seems to want your help in tending to its garden
- >Well, someone's help, at least
- >As you begin to approach and introduce yourself, you stop to wonder, what's a creature doing tending a garden in the afterlife?
- >Perhaps its paradise is simply to tend its garden undisturbed
- >Which you realize casts a new light on what you're doing, which is disturbing it during its garden-tending
- >Before you can clear your throat or say "Hello", you feel a twig break under your foot and hear an audible snap
- >The small creature perks up, before turning side to side to see where exactly the sound came from
- >Finally it turns round and sees you standing on its cobblestone path to its house
- >You're not sure how it'll react, when it eventually does, so you decide to smile and wave, hoping this will somehow cause it to warm up to you
- >It simply lets out a small "eep" before seizing up and becoming perfectly still
- >Uh
- "Hello, there," you say in your best calming voice, "My name is Antonon Ptolymous, but most people call me An'on'ymous."
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