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Martyn's head still rang from his recent encounter. Voyaging through the "world between the worlds" could have it's consequences. He shifted the load in his arms and leaned against the stone of their castle,feeling for the pressure-plate. He also enjoyed the feel of dirt against his toes. But the Gaia Life SMP had been a treat, and he had soo many cherry and dark oak seeds now, screw the Scar Monopoly!
Martyn Sat back in his seat, There was a plate of cookies before him, overfull, and two cups of tea, sweet chocolate scents. Candles dyed pink from some leftover poppies.