As you close your eyes you feel as if you're being lifted. Yes, higher and higher until you decide to open your eyes. You see a vast world before, one new to your eyes. A voice booms out: "This is yours now, craft it well." How do you shape this world? What inhabits it? Are there sentient species? Have a ball!
Prologue
I went up. Higher. And higher. Tommy said a hot-air balloon ride would be fabulous. So I decided to go on one at the fair in town.
When I got into the balloon, the guy said it would last only a half hour. Then I'd be back. It was an hour and a half and the balloon ride was headed up...straight up to the sky...then I fell asleep.
When I awoke, I wasn't in my hometown, let alone earth. I was in another world. This had to be a dream...
I pinched myself to see if I was still sleeping...ouch! It hurt! I must be awake...
I might as well make the most of it and explore where the hell I was...........

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