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... |