Episode 2 (A City of Contrasts)

A City of Contrasts

The river, as promised, was a magic doorway. It spat them out onto “the place of cool waters,” a sun-baked savannah filled with unfamiliar scents. The Green City in the Sun. Tall buildings reached for the sky, and there were lots of loud noises, with constant movement of people. It was completely different from their quiet jungle life. They utilized their small stature to remain unseen. Living in fear of you, humans, who seem like giants to us. And that’s how we found ourselves in your city.

Here, amidst bustling Matatus, street vendors, busy streets, and towering buildings, they had to find their way to where they could settle without lots of interaction with the human world. Just like they’d done in the jungle, they used their resourcefulness to find hidden spaces, they fashioned crude shelters in the basements, high ceilings, and even in the cracks between buildings. Their skills from the wild proved useful again in the strange new world of the city.

Willy Wonka

A week after their arrival, news reached them that the rest of our people in Loompaland had been saved by a man named Willy. He secretly took them to his country and offered them a place to stay and work at his factory in exchange for the one food we the miniature race crave for the most: cacao beans.

Whispers in the Attic

The weight of leadership pressed down on Daddy’s shoulders. Solace was found in the most unexpected place – a dusty attic of a furniture store. Mesmerized by the woodcarver’s artistry, the leader found a quietude amidst the chaos. The rhythmic sounds of the woodcarver crafting giant furniture, and the scent of sawdust offered a haven of tranquillity amidst the city’s storm.

Most evenings, with a hand resting on the swell of new life within her, momma would lose herself by Dad’s side in the attic, hypnotized by the artistry and the woodworker’s craft filling her with joy. Here, dreams bloomed. She envisioned a future where their worlds, the artistry taking shape around them and the tiny miracle blossoming inside her, would beautifully intertwine, the human and miniature worlds. In this haven, love deepened – for the man beside her, a constant presence, and the tiny life that filled her with a quiet, steady joy.

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