After three long hours, Angie was now walking on a wooden walkway surrounded by water. A Chinese dragon floated around a temple and rested near a lotus lantern.
“Nĭ hăo. My name is Huang, and welcome to Mythical Meadow. I must say, it’s been a long time since I’ve welcomed somebody, and it’s because of these walls here. Mythical Meadow has extremely powerful magic living within it, but not even that can break these walls. In fact, casters got trapped in the walls for trying to use their powers against those walls. This is the most downhill Mythical Meadow’s been.”
“Those walls are designed to think they can be eradicated with magic, but that’s not the case. I discovered the way to break it, and I can prove it to you.”
“Hm, show me your ways.”
The whole time, Angie had a dragon looking behind her as she broke each wall. Finally, after 17 days, the wooden walkway had been cleared.
“Thank you so much for taking on this tricky endeavour and succeeding. Here is an âng-pau, filled with 800 pawns. Red is lucky in my culture, and so is the amount of money. I wish you luck as you break the rest of the walls.”
Angie didn’t really believe in superstition, but she accepted it anyways and moved on to Sticky Swamp to figure out how to travel across it.
A straw hat-wearing Dobhar-chú paddled up to her.
“Dia dhuit (hello in Irish). Why don’t you call me Dobbs?”
“Dobbs, how do you cross a swamp?” Angie asked.
“With a boat, of course!”
“Thank you! Let me just set up my raft so I can start breaking the walls.”
“Erm, the walls are underwater, I know that for sure. You’re a cat, and cats can’t really swim.”
“Well, let me tell you that this is NOT my first time dealing with underwater walls. In fact, I have a useful gift right here.” She brought out her wetsuit, put it on, and started setting up her dive gear and mini-tanks.
“Okay then, what I just saw is almost as strange as the sort of thing that happens every day here in this kingdom.” Dobbs said to himself, flabbergasted at the sight of a cat wearing a wetsuit.
15 days, Angie wished that the walls of the next area were on solid ground, but she groaned when she realized that the next area was a river and that all the walls were under it. She docked her boat at the lilac land next to the river. Since it was quite nippy in the area, Angie took out a sweater from her suitcase and put it on.
An elderly unicorn with a rainbow horn and a golden bangle on each foot approached Angie.
“Welcome to Rainbow Road.” He said in a raspy voice. “I’m Iridion, and I am the guardian of this area. Quite mystical things happen here. The rainbow shining upon that waterfall never fades, even at night, and even if it’s not freezing here, those trees can develop icicles. What’s even stranger is that those icicles grow upwards.” He pointed to some trees growing clusters of upward-facing icicles on top of them.
“You may not be able to see this, but beneath the surface of this very river are walls with pets trapped in them. I’ve absolutely got to break these walls, because I don’t want millions of pets to die!”
“This sounds too unbelievable. Why are those pets still alive, then?”
“I found out in Fable Forest that Queen Nevla, ruler of Atlantis, used her magic to form air bubbles around all the trapped pets so they could survive.”
“Hmm, alright then. Get to work.” Iridion said before Angie dove in to start breaking a wall.
16 days later, Angie hoped once again that the walls would be on dry land, but alas, she struck out once again, for the next area was Twisted Rivers.
A kappa nimbly jumped from the riverbank to a rock on the river to Angie’s location. He was wearing a red scarf.
“Konnichiwa. Please, call me Haruki-san.”
“Haruki-san, I’m here to break the walls.”
“How will you do that? Aren’t you a cat?”
“Yes, but I have the equipment I need.”
Luckily for Angie, not all the walls were in the river since the last three walls were on dry land. After 19 days, the fog cleared and a cave with three giant dogs.
What Angie thought were three dogs was actually a cerberus, a three-headed dog known to be a guard to the underworld. However, she soon realized that the cerebrus was still young and innocent, so it couldn’t do her any harm. Every day, it would come and eat from its three bowls, play for a while with its bone and rubber duck, then go back into its cave. She learned to recognize the times it was outside and time her wall-breaking times to when he was inside. He usually came out at 7am and came back into the cave at 10am.
15 days later, Angie waited for the fog to clear to the next area, only to realize that she was in for yet another round of underwater walls.
“Halò!” A Loch Ness Monster greeted, waving with its flipper. My name is Ness, what’s yours?”
“Well, I’m Angie, and I’m here to break these walls.”
“I tried breaking them myself, but that did nothing. The walls went up and down every time I tried to break them, but I was too big to be snagged by the walls. The walls confine me to this spot in the lake.”
“That’s okay. I’ll break them for you. I’ve got my gear on and I’m ready.”
While Angie was breaking walls, she found out a rather interesting fact about Ness: he was wearing a tartan kilt with a checkered pattern of brown, beige, and cream.
17 days later, Angie was happy to be back on solid ground.
“Well, I tip my tam o’ shanter hat to you! You actually broke those walls! I thought you were a liar!”
“Hrm.” Angie replied. “Now, answer just one more question for me: are all the citizens in Mythical Meadow, well, mythical?”
“Not everybody, but most. You’ll find an exception soon, I can assure you.”
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