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Portal Eruption

Once, once upon a time, there were a tribe of people who lived on and from and with the land. These people were very intuitive; thus; these people talk to each other and when this occurred, the people grew feelings, normally pleasant. Sometimes the people, with these feelings could bundle them up in a vocal combination and project an echo, thus this was the speciality of some of the people. One time there was an excess of feelings – so there was a need to vent. The people started to speak about echoes – because their plan was to send these feeling’s into echoes. once the word had got around that it was the time to voice their echo’s – the echo people got ready to start their echo vocab up – just before they started their seemed to be a slight haze about that smelled sweet and made the land seem like it was hypnotized and the people feel as if they were in slow motion. – It started, the vocab was push and the echo doers started to flow with their feelings and language, with some extra vibe’s coming from the rest of the tribe – they were all going it! Chanting – “a band do an bowl di do drem bob rem to baed gra bat glum rebet adta olesh” all together, the sound seemed very soulful, and it seemed to be working, the echo – doers were beginning to ease the heavy lingo with some clearer word’s with easier identities like boast zuhufu buftesh song ease access start begin, and then the people could feel a cool breeze from the fresh air – it was working. Then all of a sudden – instead of hearing echo’s they heard a chanting – it was coming toward them – at an exceedingly fast rate – it was figured out that it was coming from their old friend’s – the tree’s! The next thing that happened is that the ground was shaking and then the ground close to them started en eruption; there was now a great big hill in front of them. They could see to the top and the people could see to the top and saw that on the top of the hill there was a great big table and chairs! Once all had settled for a while the people took to the hill – they climbed to the top and they sat down. The trees were still singing and on the table sat all these glowing stone’s! Some of the people began to call these stones “power stone’s” and as soon as they handled them the people could see the land move – it was moving all about and around them, and then they put the stones down. Next a flying ship descended from the sky, then it landed, not too far away and transformed into a portal, two beings were standing next to it, one big and one small. Some of the people from up on the hill acquired the two being’s accepted attention fresh from the space ship and hollered the two up to the top of the hill. The two being’s clambered up the hill, next one of the being’s took out a modern translator, then the space goer’s said “well your guy’s power stone’s and our guy’s portal can get us to most parts of the universe. It would contains spark that teleports the `space walker’ or being who holds the stone’s while walking through the portal to another pre-determined place is space, according to which power – stone it is. The journey will last for as long as the occupant can stay awake; for as soon as sleep occurs to the space traveler he/she will return back. But with a key – a key in the form of a new stone, one with the instruction’s embedded into it of how to get back their if he/she so desires!” The two new guys’ then went on to say that they are searching for a power stone that they would take through the portal while activating a non-return mechanism, to get home and restart there life on that planet. – And if given the stone then the people of the hill could have the space-ship/portal transformer. Behold it, that stone was on the table, and the tribe of people accepted the bargain, then the 2 people of the ship gave workings of the ship/portal transformer, took the stone to get them home, said their goodbye’s and walked through the portal – never to be seen again. The tribe were thrilled that day – going from strength to strength. In time the people travelled to many different planet’s whilst never losing inspiration – just growing tired on various planet’s and ended back home – on planet home.