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Emotion 365: The Island Focused, the Island Aware

The teardrop-shaped island Focused floats in the middle of a small green sea. It has cliffs not shores, a sharply defined edge against the sea. Atop Focused long grasses blow in the wind exposing rock. Daisies dance on the hillside. Wild horses graze. Ponies with shaggy manes circle protecting their foals. Seabirds dive straight down into the chill waters. Hermits erect easels and paint landscapes. Travelers stay in huts overlooking the sea. They learn to paint and hand feed the equines fruit.

The next island over from Focused is crescent-shaped Aware: larger, flatter, and closer to the sea. It rises in the center and flattens toward the sandy shore. An alfalfa and floral scent rises. Bees buzz from flower to flower. Travelers walk the beaches picking up bits of maps, messages, and bottles which wash ashore from far off places.

"This activity was surprisingly pleasant," said Miss Doe Friend.

All the items are taken back to low lying communal cottages where the horses and pony-people lives. They piece together the maps, messages, and bottles and return them to other lands of Focuses and Aware tall ships.

"Some heed our messages and others do not but all who do greatly benefit," says the Guide.

Some low lying stone walls divide Aware, but they are easy to see over, contain many openings, and effortlessly leapt by the ponies.

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