Tree Stumps & Fungus : Chapter 2

Tree Stumps & Fungus : Chapter 2

With a pint of ale held in one hand, and the map of Humble Park in the other, i head south west of the Såinnhus, following the scent of freshly cut alder wood nearby, jovial as ever. As I make my way through a barrage of tree stumps, I notice someone sitting under a magnificent super tall tree left untouched with its limbs reaching for the sky. As soon as I approach with a big smile and wave, Budgie Powderhorn has bounced up the tree, hidden under its leaves.

I exclaim there’s no need to be shy, and that I come in peace. Budgie slowly makes their way down the tree in relief, admitting I caught them off guard. I notice the notebook on the ground amongst the tall grass open to a page with an intriguing sketch of the tree and remark on its beauty. Budgie mentions they love to illustrate, and actually designed the map of the park. After a bit of back and forth, Budgie mentions they must head up North to tend to their Appalachian Corn farm. I bid adieu and continue down the path, turning back only to see Budgie has quickly bounced out of sight in the distance.

As the sun starts to creep, the wind begins to stir, and before I know it, the largest pile of the wildest mushrooms I’d ever seen stands in my way. The wind starts to pick up while I force my way through what I presume to be Pleurotus eryngii with no end in sight. Using my ratchet to guide me through the darkness, I catch a faint strand of light ahead peeping through the fungus. One last tussle and I finally break free, albeit a bit disheveled, remnants of fungus clinging to my body. It is then and only then I realize my pint of ale and map of the park is no longer in hand, and the sun is quickly disappearing over the horizon. With a deep sigh, I head towards the light reflecting from what i hope is a body of water further down the path.

Kneeling over the pond to quench my thirst, I hear a distinct familiar shutter sound nearby. With the sun almost gone and the moon light glistening above, I ask if anyone is around. Stupendous Gustav emerges from the water with a quick leap and startles me to the core. They introduce themselves while concurrently snapping impromptu pictures asking lots of questions, clearly intrigued at the sight of my existence. I let Stupendous know I’m a far away explorer, shipwrecked and lost at sea, floating on a raft until I awoke on the shores of this seemingly desert island I dubbed as Ørkenoy.

Stupendous chuckles at the name and asks where I am headed. I explain my intentions to reach the shores, and with a large profound grin, Stupendous mentions they are very familiar with the area, having spent lots of time there with some friends. As a matter of fact, they would be more than happy to take me over there at dawn which Stupendous claims is the best time to see the shores (apparently there are many great times to see them). I admit I have no qualms with getting some rest, and begin to unpack my belongings. Stupendous graciously pours me a tropical sour beer and invites me to rest on a lily pad for the night. As I lay down staring at the sky in wonder, I am blown away by the sheer wonder of finding such a beautiful, welcoming place full of so many different inhabitants, and cannot wait to explore and discover more uncharted territories. - Ø

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