You could go to the Spiraling Staircase. There is a giant door at the edge of the other side of the Island, which leads to a separate Treasure Dimension. That place has been fitted by one of your cousins to forge bridges to other fields and places around this world…? World? Can you even call it that? You do technically live on the back of a living creature.But uuuugh. The keeper of the Spiraling Staircase is… HIM. His ghastly smile, and his TONGUE! How many times have that thing lashed some red miles into your cheeks? 20? 21? You do frankly, not remember. You do not even WANT to remember. Man this is a bunch of ho-
??: “Hu-uh-ah-a. I li-like traaains. Traaiinnnss. And ‘levators.”
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