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“The earth is burning, Farrah!”
“It’s always burning; actually it has been so long…I can’t remember it not burning.”
“Yeah, but this time it is different. This time it burns even worse.”
“You’re talking nonsense, Giuseppe.”
“I’m telling you, Farrah, it is worse. I can’t even see Mount Everest anymore.”
“What in all of Fairyland are you talking about, Giuseppe?”
“Look – the smoke is so thick and black that you can’t see anything down there.”
“Okay, okay, let go of my hand…you’re right, what the heck are they doing to themselves?”
“I don’t know, but it doesn’t look like things are getting any better Farrah”
“Silly humans, I can’t believe that they would destroy such a wonderful place.”
“I guess they didn’t realize how wonderful it was until it was too late.”
“My dad used to tell me about this place on earth. It was a beautiful garden with many plants and flowers, and the most wondrous birds and insects used to live there. My dad wanted dearly to go down and see it in person, but he never had the chance to.”
“It is too late now, Farrah, it’s probably gone.”
“Yeah, sad isn’t it?”
“In a sense, yes.”
“In a sense? How can you say that, Giuseppe?”
“Well, I was just thinking, maybe now that things are so bad down on earth, people will want to come and live up here in Fairyland.”
“You bite your tongue, Giuseppe.”
“I know, Farrah, it is not the most tactful thing to say, but if they do start to come and live here, maybe Fairyland would be saved.”
“People haven’t made the voyage to Fairyland in years, Guiseppi. Plus, you know that Fairyland can’t exist without the Earth.”
“Your realism always puts a damper on things, Farrah. Just once I wish you would let me dream a little.”
“Dreaming is for suckers, Giuseppe. If you want to make something happen, you go out and do it.”
“Pfft – What are you, an Ordinaria going to do?
“I don’t know, Giuseppe…but Fairyland will not disappear – I won’t let it!”