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Stunned, you step out into a forest clearing. Behind you hovers a strange prism which casts rainbows, one at a time, out it's sides. The sky is obscured by clouds, but it is not cold here.
The grass beneath your feet is lush and green and the surrounding trees are full and beautiful. Birds twit from branch to branch singing happily. Still, you can feel that there is a great sadness that grips this place.
A centaur, half human half horse, steps out of the trees. He looks very surprised to see you.
"Oh, strange creature," you say. "What is this place?"
"This place is Zylx," he answers and hands you a map.
You look over the old map with troubled eyes. Looking up you ask of the centaur, "But what *is* this place?"
"I don't know how to answer that," the centaur replies. "But beyond those trees there are some scholarly fauns that probably could."
"And what about every thing else?" you continue. "Where will I go? Where can I go?"
"Every where in the kingdom is on that map," he says. "It'll take you any where you need to get. Or want to get, for that matter."
"I'm a little frightened," you concede.
"We all are," the centaur murmurs cryptically. Before you can ask anymore of him he trots over to the prism and is swallowed up beside it by a beam of rainbow colored light.
