Emiri yawned. She had opened the door to reveal a huge pile of potatoes that needed peeling. She'd now been peeling for what she estimated to be two or three hours.
"I guess they eat nothing but potatoes here," she remarked to herself. The little cat she had found had been forced to join her in the potato peeling project.
"Suppose so," remarked the kitten, who seemed to be incredibly gifted with a potato peeler.
"So, when do you think he'll let us out of here? Or perhaps we're just going to stay here until our fingers fall off and we go vitamin deficient from only eating potatoes," Emiri mused.
"Don't know, but I think you could be right about us having to eat only potatoes. Sheesh, I even smell like potatoes now! All we can see is potatoes!!" remarked the cat.
"Well, he can't keep us here forever, unless this pile of potatoes magically replenishes itself. But knowing the companions, it probably does. Just think- I'll have to cut my hair with this potato peeler. I mean, unless it gets dull from all the peeling," Emiri exclaimed.
"I suppose we'd have to learn to weave blankets out of potato peelings, so we'd have something to sleep on at night," pondered the cat.
"Now that's a thought," replied Emiri. "I suppose when we get out of here, we'll have probably spent hundreds of years peeling potatoes, and we'll go crazy, because we haven't seen other intelligent life except ourselves, but then again…we're not even that intelligent. Maybe people will have invented odd things that we won't know the name of!" Emiri cried excitedly.
"Maybe we'll be stuck here so long that people won't even know what language we speak any more!" The kitten cried excitedly.
"Ayah, I don't think I can do this any longer," Emiri remarked, showing the cat her hands, which were covered in small cuts.
"It's really too bad you can't use magic in this chamber," the cat sighed.
"I know! Otherwise these potatoes would have been peeled already, and we probably could have been out of here!"
"Hmm…I wonder if things are going alright in Valdemar…" the cat played with a potato peeling while thinking about her favorite land.
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"I guess they eat nothing but potatoes here," she remarked to herself. The little cat she had found had been forced to join her in the potato peeling project.
"Suppose so," remarked the kitten, who seemed to be incredibly gifted with a potato peeler.
"So, when do you think he'll let us out of here? Or perhaps we're just going to stay here until our fingers fall off and we go vitamin deficient from only eating potatoes," Emiri mused.
"Don't know, but I think you could be right about us having to eat only potatoes. Sheesh, I even smell like potatoes now! All we can see is potatoes!!" remarked the cat.
"Well, he can't keep us here forever, unless this pile of potatoes magically replenishes itself. But knowing the companions, it probably does. Just think- I'll have to cut my hair with this potato peeler. I mean, unless it gets dull from all the peeling," Emiri exclaimed.
"I suppose we'd have to learn to weave blankets out of potato peelings, so we'd have something to sleep on at night," pondered the cat.
"Now that's a thought," replied Emiri. "I suppose when we get out of here, we'll have probably spent hundreds of years peeling potatoes, and we'll go crazy, because we haven't seen other intelligent life except ourselves, but then again…we're not even that intelligent. Maybe people will have invented odd things that we won't know the name of!" Emiri cried excitedly.
"Maybe we'll be stuck here so long that people won't even know what language we speak any more!" The kitten cried excitedly.
"Ayah, I don't think I can do this any longer," Emiri remarked, showing the cat her hands, which were covered in small cuts.
"It's really too bad you can't use magic in this chamber," the cat sighed.
"I know! Otherwise these potatoes would have been peeled already, and we probably could have been out of here!"
"Hmm…I wonder if things are going alright in Valdemar…" the cat played with a potato peeling while thinking about her favorite land.
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