text: [Themes: Magical Realism, magical realism, magic]
  
  Fording seas of boredom, weathering storms of grief, and floods of anger, you have arrived. This game is an introduction to research-based Positive Psychology tools. For more information about playing this game, type ABOUT.
  
  You look north, south, east, and west. There is something missing here, as if all of nature is just ... sort of ... going through the motions. Her heart isn't really in it.
  
  Welcome to Eunice.
  
  Around you is a neglected garden. Where once a caring hand tended bushes and plants, now trash covers the garden. No one is left to tend it now.
  Just north of you is an old, wooden house. At one time it was a dearly loved home, a place of comfort and laughter. Now it stands silent.
  
  The porch of the old house ends abruptly as the stairs have rotted away beyond all use. There is a cracked flowerpot leaning against the old house.
  
  A tattered note flutters, caught in one of the nearby bushes.
  
  [Author's Note: Eunice is a shadow of its former glory. Hope is lost, just a faint mem-ory Whatever might have brought you here, That Eunice needs you, it is clear. Type out simple commands, and Notice the changes in Eunice land. Odd creatures and strange places require your aid. You'll get as much out as the efforts you made.]
  
  > read it
  The note reads:
  
  Eunice is a shadow of its former glory.
  Hope is lost, just a faint mem-ory
  Whatever might have brought you here,
  That Eunice needs you, it is clear.
  Type out simple commands, and
  Notice the changes in Eunice land.
  Odd creatures and strange places require your aid.
  You'll get as much out as the efforts you made.
  
  > examine trash
  Some old junk lies abandoned in the garden.
  
  > take it
  Sometimes you can't take it with you. This is one of those times.
  
  > examine the garden
  You look closer and recognize ragged lavender and a tired rose. The plants have withered at the stem before ever blooming. Brown and gray, they are barely surviving among the junk left in the yard.
  
  > examine pot
  It is dusty, cracked. It rests against the front porch where stairs used to be. Those stairs are gone completely now, either torn up by some strong arm or simply rotted away.
  
  > take the pot
  It seems to be serving its intended purpose just where it is, thank you.
  
  > examine the porch
  The old wooden house is small and square. From out here, you can tell there is likely only one room inside. The front porch is rotting and slants away from the house, but the walls are strong. It looks as if someone just left it to fall into disrepair.
  
  > go north
  You can't walk up the stairs. They have rotted beyond all use.
  
  > About yourself
  You look different in the Eunice light. A little more weather-beaten, a little darker from the sun, a little stronger from the walking, you look like an adventurer.
  You look like you have grit.
  
  > go to the south
  The wind blows gently across the rolling meadow. This would be a sweet place to sit for an afternoon in a hammock and listen to the birds sing, except that there is no hammock and no birds singing.
  
  A whisk lies on the meadowland, looking very out of place.
  
  > look at the whisk
  Clean curves of metal, the whisk looks very useful for whisking things.
  
  > take it
  You reach down to retrieve the whisk, but no matter how hard you pull it won't come up from the meadowland. Assuredly it doesn't belong, but it seems that other things need to be taken care of before you can return the whisk to its rightful place, wherever that might be.
  
  > go to the south
  Dry rustling grasses surround you.
  
  The only thing breaking the continuity is a huge and gnarled tree, framed dark against the wide sky.
  
  A spatula rests on some grass, looking very out of place.
  
  > look at the spatula
  It is bright purple and made of semi-flexible silicone.
  
  > take it
  You reach down to retrieve the spatula, but no matter how hard you pull it won't come up from the grassland. Assuredly it doesn't belong, but it seems that other things need to be taken care of before you can return the spatula to its rightful place, wherever that might be.
  
  > Go south
  You start to wander south, but without the tree as a signpost you would easily become lost in ever-shifting green grasses. If you were lost, hope would never return to Eunice. Thankfully, you turn back.
  
  > Go west
  You start to wander west, but without the tree as a signpost you would easily become lost in ever-shifting green grasses. If you were lost, hope would never return to Eunice. Thankfully, you turn back.
  
  > go east
  You start to wander east, but without the tree as a signpost you would easily become lost in ever-shifting green grasses. If you were lost, hope would never return to Eunice. Thankfully, you turn back.
  
  > go west
  The field is mostly dust and grime beneath dark mountains looming to the west.
  
  A round tin rests on the Dusty Field, looking very out of place.
  
  > look at the mountains
  Tall and jagged, they look far off and faintly disapproving.
  
  > look at tin
  A round metal tin, nine inches in diameter.
  
  > take it
  You reach down to retrieve the round tin, but no matter how hard you pull it won't come up from the dusty field. Assuredly it doesn't belong, but it seems that other things need to be taken care of before you can return the tin to its rightful place, wherever that might be.
  
  > Go west
  You are in a broad, rocky field. Boulders are scattered haphazardly all around.
  
  There is a large notice board clearly placed with more intention than the rocks. On the notice board is a pad of paper and a few notes. Farther west, tall mountains loom over you, threatening to overwhelm the scene.
  
  > examine the boulders
  Heavy and oblong with weathered surfaces, they have been here a long time.
  
  > examine the board
  A large public notice board stands in the middle of the wide field. You wonder why the builder decided to put it out here, far from any road or town. Clearly some people came here, because there are colorful notes stuck to the board, as well as a large pad of paper.
  
  Carved into the top of the board are the words:
  
  Simply type "Today I am grateful for {your gratitude} " on the pad. Peace and serenity are yours to be had.
  
  > look at the pad
  The pad of paper is titled "Gratitude List: " in shimmering in gold leaf. The rest of the paper is inviting, ready to be typed in.
  
  > examine the notes
  You pick one of the notes to read: "Today I am grateful for smiles from strangers, dragon gold, my job".
  
  > continue
  You pick one of the notes to read: "Today I am grateful for my children, a morning commute free from trolls and dragons, sunny weather".
  
  > climb the boulders
  Little is to be achieved by that.
  
  > go to the west
  You walk on to explore west of the notice board in the field beneath rugged mountains.
  Suddenly you see what the shadow of the mountains had hidden: the land falls away in a steep cliff so deep that the bottom is hidden from view. You scramble back from the edge. There is no way to go farther west. With a pounding heart, you turn back to the notice board.
  
  > go north
  The rocky field ends at the edge of a dark wood. The forbidding trees block your way.
  
  > go to the south
  You start to wander south into the prairie, but without a way to navigate you would easily become lost. If that happened, hope would never return to Eunice. Thankfully, you turn back.
  
  > examine the trees
  The trees seem to crowd in together as if they were keeping a secret. It is too dark to discover much from here.
  
  > Go east
  The field is mostly dust and grime beneath dark mountains looming to the west.
  
  A round tin rests on the Dusty Field, looking very out of place.
  
  > Today i am grateful for the peanuts
  You write "peanuts" on the pad of paper.
  Take a moment and look at the words that you wrote. Let the memory of peanuts soak in.
  When you write your gratitude note, a tiny folded paper bird flutters down from above you and lands noiselessly in your hand.
  The field looks a little greener.
  The colorful gratitude notes posted on the board shine and twinkle.
  
  > examine the bird
  An expertly folded paper bird, the GIFT of GRATITUDE. The colors seem to change slightly in the Eunice light, but you think its blue. You remember your Gratitude List:
  
  > Today i am grateful for the shelter
  You write "shelter" on the pad of paper.
  Take a moment and look at the words that you wrote. Let the memory of shelter soak in.
  When you add your gratitude note, you notice other notes pinned on the board, written by people or animals before you. It almost seems like there are more than before. The colorful notes add a trendy, party atmosphere to the sign.
  
  > Today i am grateful for the ifcomp
  You write "ifcomp" on the pad of paper.
  Take a moment and look at the words that you wrote. Let the memory of ifcomp soak in.
  When you add your gratitude note, you notice other notes pinned on the board, written by people or animals before you. It almost seems like there are more than before. The colorful notes add a trendy, party atmosphere to the sign.
  
  > examine the trees
  The trees seem to crowd in together as if they were keeping a secret. It is too dark to discover much from here.
  
  > go east
  The field has a hint of green as if the imposing mountains were pushing up spring with their toes.
  
  A round tin rests on the Dusty Field, looking very out of place.
  
  > take the tin
  You reach down and easily pick up the round tin. Though you aren't sure where it belongs, maybe a dancing rabbit needs a stage somewhere.
  
  > Go north
  The dusty field ends at the edge of a dark wood. The forbidding trees block your way.
  
  > go east
  A broad field or plain with nothing particularly distinguishing about it, except for the profusion of flowers
  
  > examine flowers
  Some are just tiny dots of color, others grow clustered in towers or opened broad faces of brilliant color: blue sage and indigo, magenta, gold and violet.
  
  > Smell flowers
  They are sweet and with a fresh lightness.
  
  > go north
  The dark pine wood is a solid wall. Yet, as you look you can see a break in the trees where a path of pine needles leads west deeper into the wood or south to an open field.
  
  > examine the needles
  The straight towering pine trees rise darkly above you. Decades of dropped pine needles thickly cover the path. Their strong scent fills in the air.
  
  > Smell needles
  You bring your nose close to the pine needles and inhale deeply. The scent of pine fills your lungs. You inhale deeply for a count of 5, pausing for a moment at the top of your inhale:
  
  Exhale completely, feeling refreshed.
  
  > Go west
  You walk on with determination toward the light up ahead.
  
  Your footfalls are silent in the thick carpet of pine needles. Sunlight quickly disappears, unable to penetrate through the wood. The path curves here and leads north or to the east.
  
  > go north
  Like the brave explorers of old, you move through the quiet dimness.
  
  The ground changes elevation drastically here, making your hike considerable harder. The pines press in around you. The path leads north or south.
  
  A measuring cup lies at the side of the path, looking very out of place.
  
  > look at the cup
  The cup is simply made and has a marking of "1 cup" on the side.
  
  > take it
  You reach down to retrieve the measuring cup, but no matter how hard you pull it won't come up from the steep trail. Assuredly it doesn't belong, but it seems that other things need to be taken care of before you can return the cup to its rightful place, wherever that might be.
  
  > go to the north
  With resolve and determination, you press on.
  
  The pines have blocked all light and you can hardly see the trail. The comparative darkness halts your progress for a moment.
  There is some light off to the northwest and the south.
  
  > go northwest
  You move forward out of the darkness and into a bright light.
  
  A ray of sunshine cuts through the curtain of pines onto the path before you. The dense wood opens to a small glen of prickly grass
  
  A dozen carved statues are placed around the little glen. They are worn and covered in lichen, bird droppings, and fallen leaves.
  
  > lie on Grass
  On second thought, you decide against lying on Grass.
  
  > Smell Grass
  Even for all your sniffing efforts, it doesn't smell like much
  
  > eat Grass
  That's plainly inedible.
  
  > look at the statues
  The sculptures are all of people hunched over and staring at a small rectangles in their hands. Some are curled over themselves in office chairs.
  
  Looking at them life-like and lifeless, frozen in various pretzel positions, makes you want to loosen your limbs.
  
  > loosen limbs
  Lift your shoulders up to your ears. Feel the muscles tense.
  Then release.
  
  Stretch your shoulders back as far as is comfortable, pushing your sternum forward and take a deep breath.
  Then release.
  
  Raise your arms over your head and feel your sides stretch.
  Then release.
  
  ...
  
  > keep going
  ...The stone statues are cracking.The figures come to life. They brush the dust and rocks off of themselves. Everyone is hugging and laughing and chattering. "Hello," they say, "it's been so long! Good to see you," they celebrate. They notice you and bring you into the circle. Many hands pat you on the back, thanking you.
  
  One gives you a little stone that broke off from his elbow.
  
  > examine the stone
  ...The happy group notices you stretching and jumps to join in. After a smiling round of calisthenics, the group noisily wishes you, "Good luck on your quest to free hope in Eunice!". Then they go back to their own stretches or sipping tea, and you remember your mission.
  
  > look at the stone
  The STONE of FLEXIBILITY is gray with little black specs. At this moment, it is an oval rock.