Dear Laura,
Yesterday when I was talking to the scarecrow, in the carrot garden, I looked over his head and noticed two strange buildings off in the distance, to my left. My mum says there's no such thing as left, only forwards, backwards, up and down. She says I'm to stick with the dimensions I've got and be grateful. What do you think? Should I head left?
- Roaming Ron
Dear Roaming Ron,
Those strange buildings you see are the temples of the Purple Mountains. Long ago and far away, they were built by the primitive Purple Mountain Ettins to honour their masters, the Shee. No Norn of the garden has ever climbed the frosty purple peaks to investigate this corporeal shrine, instead preferring the well-worn Journey circumnavigating the known paths of Albia. Maybe it?s high time the Lift of Legend was found and repaired, so that one may climb to the summit, stand high above the clouds and feel the cold, crisp air flapping through their ears. Perhaps these mysterious Ettins are on tenterhooks, just longing to be discovered by a Norn bold enough to roam that far. The towering spires of the temples can barely be seen from the garden, and being so detached from their neighbours, an Ettin will never have known the comforting lure of the kitchen, or of a nice warming cup of coffee. I think you know what you must do, dear Ron. Go Left!
- Laura