username + number: cyrano + 887402
kalon name: Mymuna Lavender Faust [he/him]
prompt: in my lamp, I made the moon, pillars of sand, and in there I made a new home, a tower well something like that
"Being a genie in a lamp can be one of the loneliest things anyone can experience. Just BRASS BRASS BRASS. But in there I can create!
First I made a desert, a sea of sand, and in the center, there was a singular orb, just an orb of light I never know what it was so I left it alone. No harm no foul and there it stayed just floating in the air above the sea of sand. From the sand I built pillars from my mind it made the brass a little less lonely. I built a castle and a throne, people well sort of kind of company not so much people but that's a story for another time. I mean I can't just sit around waiting for the outside world to rub me awake from this lamp so in here I am painting myself a god. But that orb just sits and stares at me, and I stare at it, in spite of course.
I made a throne, made a home and there I sit staring at it. I literally sit on this throne hand on my face elbow on the arm of the throne staring at that thing through the window. Finally I go out there, talk to it ask it questions to no response. Hell I even hugged the thing, throwing my body into it, falling back but then it moved, up, up, up. Then down and into the sand. So I started digging ahhhhhhh I just kept digging then I found it, it was purple now and I took my hammer from the tools of my mind and I dented it all over, everywhere, every space and it just took it. Then it began to grow and grow and the sea of sand turned to water and there I was drowning, but the orb carried me up, carried me way up and the tide began to move. It began to grow again becoming huge and then there was BRASS BRASS BRASS and my face was smooshed on the side of the lamp. and then finally air and the lamp had burst and I was in the open air, water was engulfing the land and I conjured boat and I sat and watched that orb now the size of a well I don't know a big ball and position itself into the sky and the water began to ebb and flow. Well I guess I will take the credit I made the moon"
the bartender: "I asked what drink you wanted sir"
Mymuna: "Oh! gin but youre welcome" *wink
