Chapter 8

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Lonesome Flats was bathed in a bright sun and it looked like something you would see in a western movie or read in a book. But it seemed like a ghost town, there was no one there. Not a single Troll.

Branch: Poppy, wake up, is this the right place?

Poppy rubbed her eyes and started waking up from her well-deserved nap.

Poppy: Hmm...?

Branch: Do you know where we are?

Branch carefully set Poppy down and she looked around, it didn't look anything like the map, it looked so...empty.

Poppy: This can't be right

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Poppy: This can't be right...it matches the map, so it has to be where the Country Trolls live.

Branch: Well, it looks like nobody's here. We're too late, time to go home. Come on, guys, let's go.

Poppy: There's no "I quit" in team, Branch!

Branch sighed and went to join Poppy, they investigated the ghost down, but it was almost like it was recently abandoned...until they heard country music starting to play, then the Country Trolls started to come out.

We don't hope for making things better
All we want is to keep it together
Every day is a rainy day, no changing the weather
This kind of life has made our hearts as hard as leather

And all these tears are from the dust in our eyes
And all these years just keep on passing us by
And all this misery makes it hard to deny
We all know that we're just born to die
That's the way it goes, when you're just born to die

Poppy didn't understand what was going on, but it hit her heart pretty hard and a single tear escaped from her eye.

Poppy: This song is so sad...

Branch: Yeah, it is sad. But life is sad sometimes, so I kind of like it.

Poppy: You do? Huh. But it's so...different. Oh, they must not know that music's supposed to make you happy. That's awful...


I hear the voice of a whip-poor-will singing
She don't know all the comfort she's bringing
We all know the sound of when the truth is ringing
Yeah, it hurts your soul just like a bumble bee stinging

All these tears are from the dust in our eyes
And all these years just keep on passing us by
And all this misery makes it hard to deny
We all know that we're just born to die
That's the way it goes, when you're just born to die

All these tears are from the dust in our eyes
And all these years just keep on passing us by
And all this misery makes it hard to deny
We all know that we're just born to die
'Cause we all know that we're just born to die
That's the way it goes, when you're just born to die

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