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The Landscape of Peculiar Elements

Daksha Joshi

    The sun shone dimly through the windows at the side of the Mortmain Mountains. On these mountains sat a peculiar building. An abandoned firehouse, it was called “Verified Fire Department”. The building sat, perched on the peak, abandoned, due to being burned down by a fire. Some might call it a dramatic irony or coincidence, but I call it the result of devious planning and a scheme for murder.
    However, if you are ever able to climb the Vertical Flame Diversion and get past the Vernacularly Fastened Door, you would find yourself standing in a vast library - a burnt down vast library. Here, you will find one book, one single book that has not been burned to ashes since.
    I was bestowed with this knowledge that very few people know. It is not a book, but a lever, and by pulling it you would find the earth swallowing the bookcase towering before. Soon, a staircase will stir the dust and take the place of the Bookcase That Stood its Ground.
    If you were brave enough to undertake this journey and allow the staircase to carry you along its path, you would find yourself in a secret area, known to those who are in the noble organization to which I belong.
    The last safe place, a place only active when its use is urgent. It only summons those it has called. Some may lose their way, some turn tails before they reach.
    But those who heed its calling may join. This area has been used time and time again, to remind us of what humans are capable of.
    I kept searching for The Imagination for the past 12 years to no avail.
    Until now.



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