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"Suddenly, the fog bank parted, and they found themselves rounding a curve atop a hill which looked over a great crack in the land. The valley was like nothing they had ever seen before, they could make out clusters of square colors, several small towns resided at it's bottom. The sides of the valley were gradual and grassy, mostly devoid of rocky cliffs, and its sides were like gigantic staircases, the land often stepping. Clouds sat down on the valley floor and up on its two ridges, near and far side, the latter of which they could not see over. The road, for as far as visibly discernable, continued along the near side of the valley, high above the bottom.

The road now wound across the top of a gigantic bridge, no over deck. The bridge curved gently away to the right, and she could make out great iron arches between immense stone pillars hundreds of feet high. The bridge crossed the valley, and continued into infinity beyond its far-side ridge, which had dropped slightly. Margaret looked straight down into a small, shimmering creek at its bottom, a small blue thread from her perspective. Little buildings lay here and there, she could make out the patchwork quilt of some sort of farm, the little thumbtacks of horses and other agricultural livestock milling about. She saw a solitary railroad track and a tiny, drawn out passenger train making its way briskly along it. In all her life she had never dreamed bridges of this magnitude existed, let alone were physically possible. Clouds at not only above, but below them."

-"Just a Regular Story" Chapter 19.

A little less than four months ago I happened to stumble upon an unbelievably incredible piece of fanfiction titled "Just a Regular Story." Through this story I was not only able to meet a wonderful new friend, but I also found the inspiration to start writing my own fics and get back into drawing again. Yes, I would probably not be here if it wasn't for this story, and I cannot thank enough for writing this amazing fanfic.

This is a scene from much later on in the story. Mordecai and Margaret have set out on a cross country journey in a 1927 Lincoln Limousine and have come upon a magnificent arched span across an immense valley during their travels. As to where they are headed and how they arrived at this point, well, I cannot tell you that. You will have to read and find out for yourself.

The theme for this scene and the first half of the chapter it comes from is "Last of the Wilds" by Nightwish. The song perfectly captures the spirit of a long, adventurous, and hopeful journey towards an unknown and promising new destination.

So, once again, I highly, HIGHLY recommend you guys go read this story, and be sure leave a review when you finish. It is WELL worth the read and perhaps will inspire some of you, just like it did for me.

Here is the link. [link]

Mordecai and Margaret belong to

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"Suddenly, the fog bank parted, and they found themselves rounding a curve atop a hill which looked over a great crack in the land. The valley was like nothing they had ever seen before, they could make out clusters of square colors, several small towns resided at it's bottom. The sides of the valley were gradual and grassy, mostly devoid of rocky cliffs, and its sides were like gigantic staircases, the land often stepping. Clouds sat down on the valley floor and up on its two ridges, near and far side, the latter of which they could not see over. The road, for as far as visibly discernable, continued along the near side of the valley, high above the bottom.

The road now wound across the top of a gigantic bridge, no over deck. The bridge curved gently away to the right, and she could make out great iron arches between immense stone pillars hundreds of feet high. The bridge crossed the valley, and continued into infinity beyond its far-side ridge, which had dropped slightly. Margaret looked straight down into a small, shimmering creek at its bottom, a small blue thread from her perspective. Little buildings lay here and there, she could make out the patchwork quilt of some sort of farm, the little thumbtacks of horses and other agricultural livestock milling about. She saw a solitary railroad track and a tiny, drawn out passenger train making its way briskly along it. In all her life she had never dreamed bridges of this magnitude existed, let alone were physically possible. Clouds at not only above, but below them."

-"Just a Regular Story" Chapter 19.

A little less than four months ago I happened to stumble upon an unbelievably incredible piece of fanfiction titled "Just a Regular Story." Through this story I was not only able to meet a wonderful new friend, but I also found the inspiration to start writing my own fics and get back into drawing again. Yes, I would probably not be here if it wasn't for this story, and I cannot thank enough for writing this amazing fanfic.

This is a scene from much later on in the story. Mordecai and Margaret have set out on a cross country journey in a 1927 Lincoln Limousine and have come upon a magnificent arched span across an immense valley during their travels. As to where they are headed and how they arrived at this point, well, I cannot tell you that. You will have to read and find out for yourself.

The theme for this scene and the first half of the chapter it comes from is "Last of the Wilds" by Nightwish. The song perfectly captures the spirit of a long, adventurous, and hopeful journey towards an unknown and promising new destination.

So, once again, I highly, HIGHLY recommend you guys go read this story, and be sure leave a review when you finish. It is WELL worth the read and perhaps will inspire some of you, just like it did for me.

Here is the link. [link]

Mordecai and Margaret belong to