text: [Themes: Fantasy, gender choice]
  
  > Look around
  A grassy field, by an apple tree
  This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other.
  You see a large wicker bird cage, a hang-glider, and a heavy stone here. The large wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some scraps of paper.
  
  > check what you're carrying
  You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached skull, and an apple. The glass bottle seems to contain a small black magnet and a piece of paper.
  
  > Go south
  Walking south eventually takes you to a rocky cliff-top.
  
  Cliff top, by a waterfall
  The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing
  between cracks in the rocks. The stream winds its way between the rocks, widening as it goes, only to curve eastwards and finally pour off the edge of the cliff in a glorious waterfall. A cloud of water vapor is visible down below, as the stream crashes to the ground and starts to move normally again.
  
  > wear the kite
  You grab hold of the glider bar and adjust your position on it. You're ready to fly! Okay, you're now wearing the hang-glider.
  
  > jump
  If you want to get off the cliff, a few steps east will do it.
  
  > go to the east
  You walk out to the very edge of the cliff, and look down at the steep drop-off below. The wind tugs at you playfully up here, making you vaguely nervous.
  
  > Go east
  You step off the cliff ...
  And soar into the air. The transition from land to sky is a bit tricky, but you get the hang of it fast. You're still dropping in altitude, though. (Of course, compared to how fast you'd be dropping without a hang-glider, you're doing great.)
  
  You are riding the winds on the hang-glider. Below you and to the west, the cliff's base is easily apparent, as is the waterfall pouring down it. When it strikes the ground, the water resumes its normal course as a river, flowing eastwards. The ground below you is covered with scattered rocks and such, and not many grasses.
  
  > go to the west
  Uh, there is a cliff in the way, in case you hadn't noticed. You can't maintain this flying in circles forever. You'd better find a good place to land.
  
  > remove the kite
  It was Heinlein, I believe, who said that the only crime is stupidity, and the punishment is always death. This would be a good demonstration of that.
  
  > go to the east
  You steer the glider eastwards. "Hey, this flying stuff isn't so bad," you think to yourself. "Just gotta push this way to turn left, this way to turn right and --" Your thoughts are interrupted by a large object which suddenly looms in your path. Luckily for you, it is a fairly soft one. You tumble to the ground in a large heap of glider-and-person, and look around to see yourself surrounded by giant mushrooms ...
  
  On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and the main branch running east-west.
  
  > examine the mushrooms
  Yes, they're giant mushrooms. Perhaps a dozen feet high, with broad caps that block out much of the sunlight. All different colors, and many have spots and splotches of various hues, too. Still, the dim light makes them look shadowy and strange rather than ridiculous. A spiderweb hangs from between two giant red mushrooms. Sitting on the spiderweb, a brown spider watches you with beady eyes. Below, a small (ie, normal-sized) gray mushroom pokes up from the ground into the strands of webbing. The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. To your amazement, words begin to form on the web, carved out in strands of gossamer silk.
  
  > read the web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out "Altered visions".
  
  > examine the gray mushroom
  The mushroom is small and gray, yet somehow enticing. It's nearly impossible to make out more about it, because of the strands of spider-silk that have been wrapped around its cap.
  
  > examine the red mushroom
  Yes, they're giant mushrooms. Perhaps a dozen feet high, with broad caps that block out much of the sunlight. All different colors, and many have spots and splotches of various hues, too. Still, the dim light makes them look shadowy and strange rather than ridiculous. A spiderweb hangs from between two giant red mushrooms. Sitting on the spiderweb, a brown spider watches you with beady eyes. Below, a small (ie, normal-sized) gray mushroom pokes up from the ground into the strands of webbing. The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. The old words are removed, and new words take their place.
  
  > check what you're carrying
  You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached skull, an apple, and a hang-glider (being worn). The glass bottle seems to contain a small black magnet and a piece of paper.
  
  > read the web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out "All are doomed to die".
  
  > read the web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out "All are doomed to die". The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. The old words are removed, and new words take their place.
  
  > read the web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out "Reborn in fire".
  
  > read the web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out "Reborn in fire". The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. The old words are removed, and new words take their place.
  
  > read web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out "Truth in death".
  
  > examine the spider
  It's a brown spider. You seem to vaguely recollect it from a naturalist class you took once: the brown recluse. Deadly venom, you remember the teacher saying. The many eyes glitter at you. The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. The old words are removed, and new words take their place.
  
  > read the web
  The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, even. You can make out only a single word this time: "Phoenix".
  
  > go south
  Taking more than a few steps in any direction while wearing a large glider is rather beyond your capabilities.
  
  > go to the west
  You walk until you reach the base of a waterfall.
  
  You are near the banks of the east-flowing river that starts from
  the nearby waterfall. The ground is covered with large numbers of scattered rocks, all shapes and sizes. Not much grass grows here. The cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to climb it), but the other directions are all possible.
  
  > examine the rocks
  The same basic sorts of rocks and scree and such that you see all over this place. The only difference in this area is that there's lots and lots of the rocks, enough to force you to follow the twisted paths in between them when they're too big to climb over.
  
  > examine mist
  Which mist do you mean, the strange haze, or the cloud of water vapor?
  
  > look at the cloud
  Which cloud do you mean, the white clouds, or the cloud of water vapor?
  
  > examine the haze
  The air becomes strangely hazy once it gets too far away from you. You can make out nothing but vague shapes through the haze.
  
  > look at the water vapor
  The waterfall creates a vapor cloud when it crashes to the ground nearby. The wind blows water droplets onto your face.
  
  > examine the white clouds
  I don't know the word "shapes".
  
  Some white clouds drift through the sky, blown by the wind.
  
  > Go west
  The cliff is in the way, silly.
  
  > examine the water
  The waterfall splashes down the cliff, forming a large vapor cloud, and becomes a river again, heading east.
  
  > climb cliff
  The waterfall makes the cliff impossible to scale.