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Emotion 365: The Land of Silly, the Capitol Frivolous

Perfect for sailing, the Silly chain of small islands attracts many visitors. Inhabitants row across the calm sea to the islands or walk over on the high arching bridges which connect them. The boats and bridges have glass bottoms. They look down onto schools of colorful fish. Fruited palm trees drop mangoes and dragonfruit. Tiny palaces made of gemstones dot the land and everyone wears tiaras. Flocks of colorful birds whirl overhead.

“We’re island hoppers!” the Guide explains.

Lemurs, storks, and kangaroo live here.

Gemstones lie in the shallows waiting to be gathered next to starfish. The night-blooming lavender bushes scent the skies bright with stars.

 “One can wish upon the stars!” visitors exclaims.

“And the wishes come true,” Miss Emeline Traveler whispers.

On an island lives the Palace Frivolous, made of soft malleable gems, inhabited by bird avian-sapiens with fluffy feathered wings. They Frivolians fly over the islands, distinguishable from other storks and cranes because of the rainbow shimmer of their underwings. They have long pointed beaks and like to wear tall cone caps.

"Tilt their heads to the side and glare at you with their tiny onyx eyes, certain you do not understand their jokes," says Miss Doe Friend.

They drink nectar which flows from a tower of gems. A different flavor of nectar drips from each pillar placed throughout the Frivolous Palace.

"The nectars are somewhat intoxicating," says Miss Doe Friend. "And are all the nourishment the Frivolians need. We greatly enjoyed our time with these beautiful and preening people. I loved to watch them dive below into the shallows around the island shores and pluck gems from the water which they use to build their palaces and feeding pillars. They make beautiful trilling noises as they do so. We did not stay as long as we would have liked as we hungered for something other than the Silly nectar."

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