flutterby's whimsy (#1043)

(an instance of Generic Post-Apocalypse Room made by Zenith)

     
     ..........Wing'd things alight on petals,
     ................sfumato distance stamped.
     ..Beyond your sightline a river ripples--
     ...................reflections of intent.
     .......Sounds carried from a marketplace,
     ..............are heard yet are not seen.
     ..........While Caspia dances in the air,
     .......violet, white and desperate green,
     ............winds are held in an embrace.
     
     

You see a small desk and a bathtub here.

EXITS:
      A fallen bloom is grasped by an earthworm, and wrenched deep into the MUCK. [ muck ] the muck. The pungent smell of the earth compels you to build a mudpie in
     
      A compost heap is here, but only certified organic material may be deposited. [ use ] a compost heap. You begin to feel organic...
      The PATH is overgrown, but you can still follow it out to the open garden. [ a path ] a tangle of wild flowers. You fight your way through the dense undergrowth and enter...
      JUMP up to take a voyage. [ up ] a peregrination. You jump up into the air and as if you had wings, you glide and float into...