Soft breezes flow through Relaxed and filtered light falls. The muted sun casts blue morning tones and orange sherbert nights. Willows shake with rain. Sloths hang in their drooping branches. Herd animals low. Fish circle in large ponds. Hippos lumber below water gazing out of the reflection. Bears loom over the waters gazing in at themselves. Fruit plops from trees easily gathered. The denizens make jam to eat throughout the mild winters.
Relaxed-i-zens live in soft tents, easily collapsed, and moved from grove to grove. They are fruit and berry-chasing nomads. When they have extra, they trade jam with other lands.
Visitors come to the Relaxed lake.
“We had a lovely time, just lovely,” says Miss Doe Friend. "We picnicked by the lake. Then we visited Content, a weathered house atop a grassy hill surrounded by wild raspberries and apricot trees."
The caretakers of Content have tired of wandering. They make up guest beds and welcome Travelers to the house.
"We visited in winter and slept in the soft beds of Contentment.
We listened to Madame Solons play harp before the fire in the great room, and sipped fruit cordial and played dice games."
"You must return in spring," said the Guide. "To see the stone baths beside the hot springs and breathe in the lavender-scent. And in summer, sit beneath the apricot trees with fruit in one hand and a book in the other."
"Sounds delightful," says Doe.
"We shall return," says Miss Emeline Traveler. "For I would like to paint the scene of Content and the Relaxed orchard."
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