TheCuriousNomad

Once upon a time, somewhere deep in a desert, far away from human kind, there was a tree. A Weeping Willow larger than any has every seen. On the Weeping Willow was a crooked tree tent. A tree tent, you see, is just like a tree house, only it is not a house, but a tent. The tent was not your usual tent, the one you pitch on camping trips. Oh no, this tent was different. For starters, this tent was rather small. Too small to fit an adult if you ask me. This peculiar tent was also not made of fabric, but of paper. Paper so beautiful than one would wonder how such a tent was made, if only one could see it.
It is said that a Curious Nomad lives in that tent, creating what only her imagination sees. However, no one has ever seen her leave her tent, let alone walk into it. Those few people who have seen her say that her paper tent travels and flies to wherever she pleases, and while doing so, she showers her creations onto the world below, hoping only to make someone’s day a little bit better.

(Not) The End

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