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Visiting Mommur Fairy Capitol

First stop is the castle but we have to slide past without a sound. King Oberon and Queen Titanic may be sleeping on the ground. They love to frolic in the dandelions and wash their bodies in the pond. Follow the tiny pebbled path which is most important to stay on. Now we’re at Mommur Mushroomizers, an enchanted suburb true. The elf-gnomes are full of berries, and which turn them startling blue. Do not pluck any fruit from their bushes or they will promptly kill you. It will not be personal, but it is what the Mommur Mushroomizers do. The singing gnomes are just ahead; don’t let their frivolity fool you. They will make a mockery of every single thing you ever say or do. If they capture you, you will become a servant plain and simple. You cannot enter at all if you have one freckle, blemish or a pimple. There are many sorcerers about, so if you have magic at all, Just know our next step is the Slipzurian Water Fall. I have lost many newcomers in there, especially those who pout. So if you have an invisibility cloak, honey, I suggest you pull it out. The stores and restaurants are off limits to outsiders, I’m afraid. This is the darkest dankest corner of Mommur’s shadow everglade. There are alligators who could eat us in two bites, or maybe four. Hope you'll come to visit if you survive this, so I can show you more.

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