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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was a dark winter night. The fireflies were getting ready to come out. The fairies were already sound asleep in their homes, Except for Cinthya, the fairy princess. It wasn't often that she was awake that late, But this was a special night. It was the night that the moon was covered by the clouds, So that all the squirrels and all the birds wouldn't dare to come out. It was also the only time you could see the Shroom Spirit, A wise old being who is said to have all the answers to every question, Or so the fairies said. Cinthya quietly put on her coat and boots, Making sure not to disturb anyone. She grabbed a flashlight, just in case. She made her way through the garden and arrived at the city limits. She took one look back and kept going. Cinthya went on for half the night, not keeping track of time. After a long distance, she arrived at what looked like an old dwelling place. She took out her flashlight and began to look around. The place looked empty. Only vines and trees lived there. She looked ahead in the distance and saw a bluish-green smoke. She turned off her flashlight and went further to investigate. The closer she got, the louder her breathing became, Until she felt like she was about to go insane. One more step and there it was in all it's glory. Cinthya began to speak, "Hello?" she said. The shroom spirit came out of the smoke and looked right at her. "Yes?" he said. "Are you the shroom spirit everybody's talking about?" she asked dumbfound. "Yes I am." he replied. "Is it also true that you have the answers to all my questions?" she asked. "It depends on what your question may be;" he said, "Ask and you shall know." "I want to know who you are," said Cinthya. "I am the Shroom Spirit," he replied. Cinthya thought for a moment, "Yes I know that, but why are you here?" she asked annoyed. "I am here because I am," he replied. Cinthya became very frustrated with his answers, And began to turn away. The shroom spirit vanished in a bluish green smoke and when Cinthya looked back, He was gone. The journey wasn't exactly what Cinthya was expecting, But more like a twisted fairy tale. Cinthya was ready to go back home, And so she did. THE END
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