17. The Waterfall.

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The rural land of Heavishen grew soft and pillowly, sprinkled with pebbles and brush. Crops could be planted as easily as putting seeds on cotton in an eggshell and misting it with water to let it flourish. Varied weather of rain and bright sunshine let the Kingdom grow with all species of plants.
Alas, this fertile land has no solid destination. The only island that stood still was the urban centre, Heavistowne. Everywhere else was enclosed on their own little island, accessible by flight or little bridges, orbiting around Heavistowne. Beneath all of the Kingdom was the Ring.

Dreamer, Pon and Tefi walked down one of the desolate thin bridges connecting two small islands. The light icy breeze of the night billowed past them, whispering its nonsense.
"We'll be there by dawn," Tefi shivered, "Let's keep moving."
"Can we rest? We've already travelled through ALL of Heavistowne..." Pon growled.
"No. We have Phantom Listeners on our trail. We need to be constantly moving!"
"But we don't, and Phantom Listeners are more active at night anyway."
"Shut up." Tefi said.

The sky was clear that night, stars twinkling and gleaming. Dreamer looked up and smiled.
"Hurry up, old man, I'm freezing!" Pon called.
"..Right."
"Y-you know, I've heard that there a-are some angels that are calling themselves 'Scientists'." Pon shivered.
"What? What are Scientists?" Tefi asked.
"They fly around chasing lightning and thunderstorms. They're gonna..gonna take the lightning and turn it into 'electricity' and then we won't have to burn wood to use lamps!"
"When did you hear this?" Dreamer said.
"When I was doing my little walks in Heavistowne and I saw them flying around really quickly. They got long white coats and stuff and they have angels wings on their backs."
"Like you, Dreamer!" Tefi pointed out.
"Yea.." Dreamer nodded.
They resumed their achingly long journey across the thin bridge of stone. After the stars faded and the Sun's peeked over the cloudy horizon, they stopped. Stopped in front of a glistening waterfall, with flowers blooming from the edges, the colours of warm sunshine. Trees curled over wth dewy, bright leaves and swayed as the waterfall trickled past them. The water itself seemed almost so clear it was transparent, shimmering with flicks of pink and green.

Sitting at the top was a little tent!

"Is that yours?" Pon asked.
"Yea, I guess it's sort of a little hideout." Tefi shrugged. She knelt down at the pool at the foot of the waterfall and splashed her face.
"If you looked under the island, you could see that the waterfall falls through. It's bottomless."
"Have you tried following it?" Pon questioned.
"What. No! It goes past the Ring, and I'm not stupid enough to find out if it even ends. But, that's just me. I don't know about you." Tefi laughed. Pon huffed and stamped their foot.
Tefi's tent was situated on a remote cliff beside the giant Waterfall, and jumping from rock to rock to get to it was quick and efficient for Tefi, but not as much for Dreamer and Pon.
"Ha... How are you so good at this?!" Pon gasped, clenching their fingers and heaving themselves from stone to stone.
"Oh come on, it only takes a bit of-" Tefi leaped to the rock above her and swung herself up, "-Practice!"

Pushing through the hardships of climbing and complaining, mostly from Pon, they got to the top and settled in Tefi's humble little tent, sprinkles of fresh morning sunlight filtered through the top of the tent.
"...Well? You like it?" Tefi asked.
"What else am I supposed to say other than yes, since it took so much energy to get up here." Pon uttered.
"Now, now. There's no need for grouchiness." Dreamer said.

"On another note, King Zoro is going too far. His hunger for total power is tearing the Kingdom apart."
"And what are we going to do about it?" Pon asked.
"Somthing... I don't know what, but something."
"I'll kill him." Tefi perked up.
"Tefi, no!" Dreamer folded his arms.
"Okay, fine, a little regicide wouldn't hurt, though..."

"Are we going to get rid of him, though?" Pon curled up.
"Yes. Yes we are." Dreamer said.
"How?"

"Don't worry," Dreamer smiled, "I have a plan."

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