Munchkinland

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I felt the Earth beneath me as it was, made out of yellow bricks and neverending randomly placed patches of flowers. My hair was a mess and so was my dress, being ripped at the hem with subtle hints of dirt on the back. I stood up and I finally had a moment to look, to look at all the beauty this place held. From a room so dim and dull, to a place so bright and vibrant. And then it came to me, I too, like Dorothy, am somewhere over the rainbow.

High pitched giggles from one of the flower patches interupted my concentration, could there be people with me? My eyes widened as I saw one of the women stand, and then another and another. So radiant they were, they had the stance of ballerinas but the height of a child.

'Welcome to Munchkinland,' they said in unison, sounding like a song.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 21, 2019 ⏰

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