text: [Themes: Fantasy]
  
  > look at your surroundings
  The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to
  enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent both sunlight and egress in those directions, making it fairly dim in here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is the most impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table against one wall. Also, set into the ceiling, you can see a multi-faceted crystal.
  Sitting on the wooden table you see a large wicker bird cage.
  
  > get the cage
  Taken.
  
  > look at the crystal
  Which crystal do you mean, the large crystal, or the tiny crystal?
  
  > Large
  The large crystal has six visible facets. It is set into the ceiling, directly over the sundial. It is dark, and seems somehow sad.
  
  > examine tiny
  The crystal seems to be tiny and six-sided. It looks a lot like a miniature version of the one mounted directly above it in the ceiling. It's fixed quite firmly in place, on the tip of the gnomon of the sundial.
  
  > examine the sundial
  It's a bronze sundial, on a pedestal. A rather nice sundial too, by the looks of it. It's a pity there's no real sunlight to make it useful. The inscription "Tempus Non Fugit" has been printed around the face of the sundial, and there are also six small metal studs set into the bronzework. In the dim light, you notice the sparkle of a tiny crystal on the tip of the gnomon.
  
  > look at the studs
  They're six small, metal studs. Nothing too exceptional. They all feel rather loose, but are small enough that it would be difficult to remove them by hand. The studs are spaced fairly evenly around the sundial, at six, eight, ten, twelve, two, and four o'clock.
  
  > examine the gnomon
  A gnomon, of course, is the thingy on the sundial which casts the shadow. This gnomon appears no different from any other one you've seen, except that most gnomons don't have tiny crystals on their tips. Whereas this one seems positively festooned with them. Well, it has one of them, anyway.
  
  > look in the cage
  Willow twigs have been plaited together to form a simple cage. The cage door (open) has a single slide bolt which can be used to keep it shut.
  
  > examine table
  The table has been painted white to match the rest of the gazebo.
  
  > Go outside
  You exit the gazebo.
  
  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.
  
  > N then east
  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 tending to the garden, raking and digging.
  
  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.
  
  > put the crane in cage
  The robin sings happily.
  
  > show the cage to robin
  The robin trills a short song, seeming to emphasize the virtues of freedom and open spaces. The tree grumbles.
  
  > examine the cage
  Willow twigs have been plaited together to form a simple cage. The cage door (open) has a single slide bolt which can be used to keep it shut. Inside the cage, you can see a red origami crane.
  
  > drop cage
  Dropped.
  
  > Wait
  Time passes...
  
  > give the cage to the robin
  It's too far away.
  
  > Go north
  You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs of your passage.
  
  The sands move, perhaps pushed by the wind. In their motion, you see faces of people long-buried in memory.
  
  > go south
  You stagger forwards, the rays of sun lashing your back and neck. One foot kicks something half-buried in the sand, and you pause and look.
  A burning desert
  Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make
  you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any direction.
  You see a sun-bleached skull here.
  
  Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from:
  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.
  
  > jump
  Taken.
  
  Wheee!
  
  > show the origami to bird
  The robin trumpets a (relatively) loud war-cry, and swoops at the paper figure, seeking to defend its territory. At the last moment, however, it veers off, and returns to its perch in the tree. You must have frightened it.
  The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be mating season.
  
  > show the crane to the bird
  The robin trumpets a (relatively) loud war-cry, and swoops at the paper figure, seeking to defend its territory. At the last moment, however, it veers off, and returns to its perch in the tree. You must have frightened it.
  
  > drop the crane
  Dropped.
  The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be mating season.
  
  > get the crane
  Taken.
  "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin.
  
  > give the crane to tree
  Unlikely, I think.
  
  > Go west
  You walk along the banks of the stream for a time.
  
  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.
  
  > 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. A flash of reflected sunlight attracts your attention to something in a crack in the rocks.
  Sitting on the river rocks you see a music box and a small fly.
  
  > get all
  music box: Taken.
  small fly: Taken.
  
  > look at the fly
  On closer inspection, you see that the fly is a fake fly, made from twisted plastics. Quite realistic looking too.
  
  > look at the music
  It's a small wooden music box. A crank protudes from one side, but there's no other markings on it.