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Pap has always been one for adventure, traveling to different lands and exploring unique worlds. It was an unseasonably warm autumn day when he had stopped by the farm and asked to purchase some produce. The farmer had handed him what they called "dewberries", a small and sweet purple fruit with a strong aroma that was almost like what sugar tastes like. He had packed what he could and headed out into the unknown, but Pap was interrupted along the way by a mysterious hole in the ground. Down, down, down he went. Landing after what felt like hours, Pap looked around and saw a world of bright ecstatic color. He walked along sidewalks of bright white alongside grass of pure green. There was an aroma of roses in the air.
There was a silkworm sitting in a ring of mushrooms making a spiderweb for a spider who could no longer spin.
"May I help you child?" the silkworm had asked.
"I think I'm lost, where am I?" Pap had responded.
"Kingshire" the silkworm stated, "if you need directions, I can provide".
After telling Pap of where he could seek further help of getting home, Pap went through his bag and presented the dewberries he acquired earlier.
"It's not much, but here is a thank you for the help".
The silkworm started to tear up.
"These... these are from my home! They are a very special piece of where I grew up... I haven't been there in decades, I've been lost myself..." The silkworm was filled with so much joy they begun to spin a scarf excitedly and handed it to Pap.
"This scarf is made with pure love and happiness, this form of pure magic will protect you against evil... thank you for reminding me of home and where I come from" the silkworm cried.
Pap held his scarf close. He didn't know this, but soon the magical properties of this scarf would indeed come in handy...




werepickle wrote:username: werepickle
name: Bonesworth
prompt: Bonesworth is known as the flying reaper. Despite his nickname he isn't as scary as one would seem. He is a kind and gentle soul and he is always having a laugh and enjoying himself. Though he wishes for friends most that see him think that he is terrifying and don't linger to long when he is around. On one particular night it was foggy as it was creepy. Bonesworth was going on a walk on that particular night and most who saw him panicked and walked quicker to get away from him. Except for this small girl. He stopped in his tracks and watched as the little girl slowly walked over to him no fear in her eyes. Frozen in his tracks, Bonesworth watched as the small girl was now face to face with him. ' Youre not scary at all ' exclaimed the girl. Bonesworth's heart was thumping loudly as he was unsure on how to proceed. 'i wanna be your friend ' the girl spoke. ' And this is for you '. Bonesworth watched as the girl unwrapped a thick, red cotton scarf from around her neck and wrapped it around Bonesworth's neck. Hearing herself be called the girl happily said ' Bye I have to go now, but be sure to visit '. He watched her run-away home and he unfroze and returned home. From that night Bonesworth always visited the girl and they played for hours on end and always had fun. Bonesworth always cherishes the scarf from the girl and is never seen without it because that night he met someone who wasnt afraid of him.
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