Vines unfurl enormous blossoms laden with sweet dripping fruit on the island paradise Lust. Vibrant fish dart in turquoise water. Denizens walk through shallow waters imprinting pink sands. Birds with iridescent wings whirl over the ocean. Doves coo in the jungle.
The warm air and warm rains require little clothing and shelter.
In the volcanic season, waterfall pools sizzle and steam. The stones in the rainforest river turn purple, blue and green. Orchids and oranges grow deep and full.
Visitors come to the shores of Lust to fuck.
Deep in the rainforest beneath the waterfall those overcome by Lust live in caves. They orgy by the light of luminescent moths, bats, and fishes.
In the dense jungle lies the capitol city Urges.
“It’s a hodgepodge city of varying architecture and poor design,” says the Guide.
Some streets lead to pleasant places or monuments, but many end nowhere.
Many statues, fountains, buildings, and gardens are half-built. Someone started a project and then lost interest. The libraries shelve half-finished novels. Children roam the streets crying, “Candy! Candy!”
The candy factories churn out cheap sugar confections from the plentiful growing Lust cane.
Leaders come and go: voted in and cast out.
Denizens argue vehemently a meeting, but then never return. They move to the other side of the island or spend months in a cave eating bon-bons unaware.
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