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"Consolation Prize" by liezelotte8
Jimmy heaved out a breath, his red paws aching just a little from having climbed the path leading up the temple. He usually prized himself for his stamina, but after his journey, he assumed it was only natural to feel an ache. The long, winding paths were unlike the forests of Mystery Island, where he had lived with other Kougras of his kind. And, back home, there definitely hadn't been any bridges to cross, hanging high above an abyss. As it turned out, the Lunar Temple was even more magnificent up close. It was a construction that seemed quite foreign to him, like most buildings in Shenkuu. Not that the foreignity of it bothered him. In fact, now more than ever, Jimmy wanted to explore the mysteries inside of it. Imagine all the hidden information he might find! Almost vibrating with excitement, he reached forward to knock on the door, which loomed over him in its greatness. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, the door creaked open. Jimmy had expected to see someone on the other side, there to greet him, but the space in front of him appeared entirely empty. And dark. Jimmy looked at it a while longer, as though the image in front of him would change. Even as hesitation gnawed at him, his paws dragged him over the threshold. Though as soon as he touched the temple floor, a familiar bearded individual blocked his path. In shock, Jimmy stumbled back.




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