because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing
"Won't it be real interestin' if we do find it, though?"
You've spent a limited amount of time in the mountains, being more inclined to enjoy sunshine and beaches and generally areas where nature thrives a little bit more, but the invitation to join on this adventure is not something you would say no to. Wrapped in all the warm clothing you could find (which probably isn't quite enough), you walk alongside your twin and her companions, your face (and voice) obscured by a scarf.
"Whaddabout a notebook that makes all the notes go into another book in a safe place?" you suggest from underneath your scarf before following your sister through the portal. "Or a pen that'll write in two places at once? Or - a bag that's connected to another place, so we can send back samples an' stuff, too."
The sight of your traveling companion elicits a grin, followed by an immediate grimace as the cold, cold wind buffets your face. You have nothing but a carpet, and so you have brought nothing but the carpet with you, except for your own endless enthusiasm and your solid memory and a bag full of rations. The carpet, for reference, is wrapped around your body like a cloak.
"Ready!" you declare from beneath your scarf and hat and carpet blanket, bouncing up and down on your heels in an attempt to keep warm. "What're your goals'n plans, 'xactly?"
Kaimana brings ENDLESS ENTHUSIASM and his magic carpet
You've spent a limited amount of time in the mountains, being more inclined to enjoy sunshine and beaches and generally areas where nature thrives a little bit more, but the invitation to join on this adventure is not something you would say no to. Wrapped in all the warm clothing you could find (which probably isn't quite enough), you walk alongside your twin and her companions, your face (and voice) obscured by a scarf.
"Whaddabout a notebook that makes all the notes go into another book in a safe place?" you suggest from underneath your scarf before following your sister through the portal. "Or a pen that'll write in two places at once? Or - a bag that's connected to another place, so we can send back samples an' stuff, too."
The sight of your traveling companion elicits a grin, followed by an immediate grimace as the cold, cold wind buffets your face. You have nothing but a carpet, and so you have brought nothing but the carpet with you, except for your own endless enthusiasm and your solid memory and a bag full of rations. The carpet, for reference, is wrapped around your body like a cloak.
"Ready!" you declare from beneath your scarf and hat and carpet blanket, bouncing up and down on your heels in an attempt to keep warm. "What're your goals'n plans, 'xactly?"
Kaimana brings ENDLESS ENTHUSIASM and his magic carpet
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