text: [Themes: Fantasy]
  
  > Look around
  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.
  
  > Examine vapor
  Down at the bottom, the waterfall creates a vapor cloud when it crashes to earth. Sometimes, when the cloud shifts, you can vaguely make out something glinting in it, but you can't tell anything through the mist.
  
  > N then
  You walk north, and soon arrive back at the open field.
  
  This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area.
  A cool stream runs north-south through the field. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to the other.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. A rather nice, but short, piece of classical music comes from the box.
  
  > go north
  You walk until you enter a garden.
  
  A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north
  and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the brook.
  The hedge beasts are curled up on the ground, practically indistinguishable from the normal hedges.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. The peaceful sound of
  water running over rocks comes from the box.
  
  > go to the east
  You walk east until you are in the field again.
  
  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.
  A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune.
  The robin whistles loudly.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles
  come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. The robin seems to rouse itself upon hearing the music. It gazes alertly around for other robins, beginning to sing its own territory-song. Sighting the red paper figure in your possession, the robin swoops down towards you, only to veer off and return to the tree at the last second. It chirrups angrily.
  
  > put the bird in the cage
  It's out of reach, silly.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of a crackling fire, blazing away, comes from the box.
  
  > put the origami in the cage
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of wind-chimes
  in a gentle breeze comes from the box.
  
  > wait for a while
  Time passes...
  The robin sings happily.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. A rather nice, but short, piece of classical music comes from the box.
  
  Time passes...
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. The peaceful sound of
  water running over rocks comes from the box.
  
  Time passes...
  The robin sings selected pieces by Mozart.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles
  come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. The robin seems to rouse itself upon hearing the music. It gazes alertly around for other robins, beginning to sing its own territory-song. Sighting the red paper figure in your possession, the robin swoops down towards you, only to veer off and return to the tree at the last second. It chirrups angrily.
  
  > drop the cage
  Dropped.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles
  come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. The robin seems to rouse itself upon hearing the music. It gazes alertly around for other robins, beginning to sing its own territory-song. Sighting the paper crane inside the large wicker bird cage, the robin charges. It swoops down inside the large wicker bird cage and begins to batter the folded paper unmercifully. "And stay away, ya stupid bird!" cries the apple tree, leaves rustling gleefully.
  
  > close the cage
  Closed.
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of a crackling fire, blazing away, comes from the box.
  
  > ask the tree about the apple
  "You can have one or two, I suppose."
  The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of wind-chimes
  in a gentle breeze comes from the box. Finally having demolished its opponent, the robin whistles a victory song. It turns to leave the large wicker bird cage, only to discover the large wicker bird cage has been closed around it. It batters itself against the wall for a few minutes, until it finally gives up and takes a perch inside. "Oh, thank you thank you thank you!" calls the apple tree. "You've gotten rid of that dratted robin for good! I can nap again! No more stupid nests, no more stupid chirping in the mornings when I've got my head-aches. If there's anything I can do to repay you, just ask!"
  
  > ask the tree about the kite
  "I suppose you want it? I guess I owe you one. Here."
  The tree's branches start to shake for a bit. The kite-like thing is dislodged, and slides down to the ground. It looks like it's a hang-glider.
  "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin.
  
  > take kite
  Taken.
  
  > check your inventory
  You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, and a hang-glider. The glass bottle seems to contain a small black magnet, a piece of paper, and a heavy stone.
  
  > look at the stone
  The rock is oval, fairly heavy, and about the size of an apple or maybe even slightly bigger. Useful as a paperweight, I suppose. You fancy it was in the bottle to weigh the bottle down and keep it from drifting away.
  The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be mating season.
  
  > examine paper
  Which paper do you mean, the piece of paper, or the scraps of paper?
  
  > Piece
  In a easy, flowing script, someone has written on the paper. "Welcome, child. Please, think things over for a bit, and then come and see me. Be careful.
  --D." It's a plain sheet of white paper.
  The robin chirps.
  
  > look at the stone
  The rock is oval, fairly heavy, and about the size of an apple or maybe even slightly bigger. Useful as a paperweight, I suppose. You fancy it was in the bottle to weigh the bottle down and keep it from drifting away.
  
  > 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.