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*Ignore the grammar errors and typos.
Fingers get anxious when your trying to grasp onto all these grains of golden
sand.*
`Arthur and d.w. are offered a deed to a
patch of heavily forested land for x amount of money
`believing the vendor when he said that
there was treasure there, they agree
`unfortunately, after combing the area with
their friends, they found nothing
`they decide to recoup their finances, they
reserve the area with its old benches, fences, and lamplights as a private park
`it works but only because of its novelty.
people look really bored - even those being toured around by arthur's parents.
`arthur, d.w., and buster all look glum,
thinking that the business would end in a bust and that they'd never break even
financially
`suddenly, a man starts yelling and
laughing hysterically, "whoever owns this place is going to be so
rich!"
`buster goes to investigate and sees the
man giddly pointing past a fence to what looked like a giant sewage pipe (as
big as a cave mouth)
`buster initially dismisses it as something
he's already looked at when he and his friends combed the place. the man's
genuine hysteria though convinces him to have another look
`looking at it from a different angle, the
sewer pipe was actually a cave; it turns out to be the treasure after all:
trailing from the inside like a dried riverbed was a growth of solid gold
mushrooms.
`after my little sister and i saw it, a mob
of people suddenly spilled past the fence to grab some
`there were a couple of kids from school
but i dont remember any of them. i do remember seeing daniel yoon though
because, after plucking one of those mushrooms from the ground, a sinister
twinkle came from his eyes as if an unsatiable greed had awoken in him. (Sorry,
bro. I don't know how you got here either.)
`while everyone around us was ripping as
many mushrooms as possible, i sternly forbade my sister from touching any.
`instead i suggested we follow the trail
into the cave. springing from our deep mutual understanding, she agreed.
`we walked deep into the cavern which led
to what looked like the secret corridors of an Arabian palace
`strangely we knew the place like we'd been
there before. we were able to figure our way through the maze of rooms and
hallways
`suddenly i realized what the treasure at
the end was: it was the genies' lamp.
`as we moved deeper into the maze, we could
hear Aladdin and Jasmine singing a duet head of us.
`aching for those wishes and pissed that
they'd get the lamp before us, i cut into Jasmine's parts with my own song,
"I dream to wish" (…don’t ask…). the tune sounded like a fusion
of some song from tangled and the phantom of the opera. i sang it so loudly
that Jasmine would stop and grunt with frustration.
`and to piss off aladdin too, i sang the
bits of his song that i anticipated/remembered
`soon my sister and i pushed past the last
hidden door...and i was woken up for dinner.
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Yup, this is definitely gonna sit up there
with...
[A] that dream when my family had a
confrontation in the park - as the Power Rangers (I was the yellow one...how
fitting...)
[B] that dream when my little sister
was airlifted in critical condition out of Mt. Rainer (you never really know
how much you'll weep for a loved one until they get mauled by a giant ant the
size of a tiger)
[C] that dream when I buried Mark
Twain's Jim with last night's rotisserie chicken before skiing
past Italian mercenaries disguised as shopkeepers
[D] that dream when I was in a house that turned out be a fantasy dungeon. (It was cool being a mage and shootin' great big balls
of fire from mah fingatips...until I somehow ended up being support as a
healer...)
and [E] that dream when I, after
delivering Santa's gifts, skateboarded and free ran through Chincinnati just
to para-glide off the Grand Canyon (yes, only in my dreams will I
partake in such pointless, dangerous, tiring, exhilarating, and completely
HOLY-COW-YOLO-BABY!-LET'S-GO-WHITEWATER-RAFTING! physical activity. Ahem.)
Oh look, you're still wading through this vomited mess of words and excitement.
If anything, I could definitely salvage that "golden mushroom trail" for future fantasy/mock-folklore stories I like to tinker with in my head. I can definitely use that as extension to the huldrekall story or maybe even include it in the background story of that twelve princesses story (yup - I was inspired by that Grimm fairy tale). Haha I tell myself that but I haven't actually fleshed a single story out!
As for that song - you're on your own if you want to pull that out.
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