Outta the Sky

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A portal manifested in the nocturnal sky, and consequently, I plummeted with great distress, eventually landing atop the barn roof, further cascading through the hay on the shelf, and finally making contact with the ground, resulting in a rather jarring impact. Thankfully, there was a layer of wool beneath to mitigate the severity of the fall.

Upon regaining consciousness, I found myself in a rather disoriented and painful state due to the aforementioned fall onto the barn roof and shelf. Additionally, the presence of wool as my resting surface only added to my perplexity. I couldn't help but ponder the reality of my current circumstances.

As I directed my gaze upwards, I noticed the illumination cast by the moonlight, partially illuminating the interior of the barn. Various stacks of hay occupied the stalls, while piles of wool were neatly arranged on the shelf. Garden implements could be observed in one corner, partially scattered on the ground beneath me. The sight of it all left me feeling unsettled.

Gradually, I maneuvered myself from a seated position to standing, dusting off the remnants of wool and hay that had clung to my attire. In the dimly lit surroundings, thanks to the opening in the roof, I could make out my surroundings to a certain extent. Suddenly, I heard a booming sound that seemed to emanate like distant music. Hastily, I turned my attention towards the nearby door, where a vibrant array of colors streamed through a narrow opening. With cautious steps, I approached the door and tentatively extended my hand, gradually pushing it open, allowing my field of vision to expand bit by bit.

To my astonishment, I beheld a gathering of bipedal, anthropomorphic animals, engaged in what appeared to be a festivity of some kind, possibly a birthday or a quinceañera, although I cannot be entirely sure. Nonetheless, I must confess that I do not share their enthusiasm about the proceedings. An overwhelming desire to seek clarification about my location consumed me.

Eyssna: (Where should I begin? Surely, there must be someone acquainted with this vicinity!) Correct?!

Fortuitously, I encountered a teenage sheep during my wandering. As fate would have it, our encounter resulted in a collision, wherein the sheep lost balance and rubbed its head in discomfort. I extended my hand as a gesture of apology and concern, ensuring that the sheep was unharmed.

Teenage Sheep: Yes, I am fine. However, I kindly request that you exercise greater caution in your movements, as the floor is littered with various debris.

Perplexed by its words, I followed the sheep's gaze downwards, only to discover an abundance of beer kegs, soda cans, and water bottles strewn haphazardly across the floor.

Subsequently, the sheep presented me with a cup and implored me to blend in with the surrounding crowd.

The establishment adjacent to the agricultural structure from which I originated also accommodates human individuals of adolescent and juvenile age groups. Furthermore, my exploration has led me to the realization of a prominent stage located in close proximity to the distant residences. Notably, my vision has also captured a glimpse of an antiquated mansion situated towards the rear, on the right side. I have noticed intermittent flickering illumination emanating from said edifice, which has instilled within me a sense of curiosity and speculation."

"I have subsequently contemplated the possibility of seeking assistance from the inhabitants of said domicile, despite its dilapidated and weathered appearance. However, I find myself hesitant to place my trust in the animals or the young individuals present in the vicinity."

"Having reached a firm decision, I have embarked upon a quest to ascertain a means of accessing the aforementioned old mansion. As I navigate through the repulsive and unsightly heaps of refuse strewn upon the ground, I diligently scour my surroundings in pursuit of a viable pathway. It was during this pursuit that a revelation suddenly occurred to me."

"I have come to the realization that I may approach the adolescent sheep for assistance. Yes, this appears to be a plausible course of action."

"In light of this revelation, I proceed with my endeavor to locate the desired sheep. I endeavor to establish communication with the sheep to whom I previously rendered aid, in the hopes of acquiring pertinent information and seeking guidance."

"However, as I continue along this path, a tall and robust rooster unknowingly crosses my path. He casts a brief but discerning gaze upon me, his countenance adorned with a half-smile. The manner in which he regarded me took me by surprise, akin to a scene from a cinematic production. Truly, the presence of the ambient illuminations creates an atmosphere reminiscent of a theatrical presentation, yet this experience holds an entirely different significance to me.

The note on the table read, "If you're looking for the sheep, it wandered off into the garden. You'll find it grazing under the weeping willow tree." I released a sigh of relief. Finally, a clue to continue my search for answers. I thanked the bartender dog, who wagged his tail in response, and made my way towards the garden.

As I ventured through the bustling crowd, the atmosphere began to change. The music transformed from upbeat and lively to gentle and melodic. I could hear the soothing sound of a fountain in the distance, adding a sense of tranquility to the air.

Following the directions on the note, I soon found myself standing in front of a magnificent weeping willow tree. Its cascading branches swayed with a grace that seemed almost ethereal. And there, underneath its shade, was the elusive sheep, peacefully munching on the fresh green grass.

I approached the sheep cautiously, mindful not to startle it. As I drew nearer, it looked up and regarded me with curious eyes. I couldn't help but be captivated by the innocence and serenity reflected in its gaze. For a moment, the worries of the outside world melted away, and I felt a sense of pure contentment wash over me.

In this magical garden, amidst the enchanting surroundings and the companionship of unexpected creatures, I found myself filled with renewed hope. Perhaps, just perhaps, I was closer to unraveling the mysteries that brought me here.

"Excuse me, if you are seeking information about the establishment, I would suggest asking the mule who is currently seated at table 4 with a beer."

I glanced up at the mule, who was looking towards the table with a red light. He handed me a note without saying anything.

"By the way, my name is Grommets!" stated the mule.

I nodded, expressed my gratitude, and proceeded towards the table with the red light. I waved and greeted the individual sitting there.

Suddenly, I was bumped into by an intoxicated cow holding a drink called Cottoncandy Winedrop.

The appearance of the cow seemed quite random. Following closely behind was a stallion who face-palmed upon witnessing the cow's fall to the ground. Sighing, he walked over to the cow's body and apologized on her behalf.

Stallion:
Pardon me, madam; she can be rather prone to excessive indulgence in alcohol, and I sincerely hope you don't take offense to it. Allow me to speak calmly and composedly on her behalf.

I must confess, I found myself utterly enchanted by his commanding presence and his warm, affectionate smile. It was both captivating and soothing to my soul, and I couldn't help but gaze at him with wide, adoring eyes.

Eyssna:
You needn't worry, Sir; I completely empathize with your situation!

In that moment, I instinctively reached out to grasp his hands, seeking reassurance and comfort. It was a surprising gesture, even to Grommets, whose ears perked up and eyes widened as if he had witnessed a ghostly apparition. However, with a quick retreat, Grommets clandestinely resumed his duties, diligently carrying on with his work in the background.

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