The note

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I knew I was supposed to know something. But that was it.
I had gone to a mysterious puppet master who gave me a little note.
A cute one, but I knew it was more then just a little note. I walked away from shadows and felt the wind blow across my face. It reminded me of herbs and I looked to my left at a clear blue reflective lake and saw a mist coming from a tropical forrest.
I sighed and brushed a giant leaf aside as I walked beneath the canipy. There was a australian bird singing from near to my left.
I felt the forrest stirring at my presence. I wondered what to consume next.
A crow cawed in the distance and lighting crackled from the revine. My ears heard a water fall and I felt thirsty. That's when I noticed a gwanva and its shine. A flower petals fell on my head. I looked up at the pretty flowers and inhaled their aroma as I went to the branch with the guava and reached up and grasped it. It came off as if ready for me and without hesitation I sank my teeth into it and found it jucy and better then I anticipated.
Salvated I tossed the core aside and saw a possom run twords it. It looked excited and I kind of wanted to pet it.
A monkey howled and it ecoed and I noticed the mist thickening that would blanket the land of the tropical forrest. I went onward.
A bunch of flowers later I spied my destiny.

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