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As suddenly as it started the coconut tart desert stopped where a grassy meadow started. The Doobries all ran onto the grass gathering round a solitary tree standing a little way into the meadow. The tree had little bells on it that tinkled in the breeze. Terry and Feneela thought the tree was very beautiful. The Doobries sat round the tree and started munching on there magnolia leaves. The Wise Old Doobrie came over to Terry and Feneela. "This is the tree at the end of the world." he said "This is as far as we can take you, from here on you must find your own way but it is not difficult." he looked across the meadow. "Simply go straight on from here, turn left by your dreams and right at the first sign of hope." |
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"Why can you not take us all the way." said Feneela. "It is too close to your world." said the big Doobrie. "There is fear, anger and heartache, we can only live in a word of complete happiness, but follow my instructions and you will be safe." Terry and Feneela waved good bye to the Doobries and set off across the meadow following a very small track winding its way across the grass. " Beware the lost ones." shouted the Wise Old Doobrie just before they were out of ear shot. "They will try and stop you." Terry thought he should go back and ask about the lost ones but when he turned round the Doobries were gone. The tree at the end of the world was gone, there was just the meadow. "It looks like we do not have any choice but to go on." said Feneela. After a while they came across a footpath made of bricks, this ran both to the left and to the right as far as you could see. On the other side of the footpath was a long washing line and hanging from the line were pieces of cloth that looked very much like tea towels. When Terry and Feneela walked across the path they saw that each peace of cloth had a series of small pictures on it. Suddenly Feneela gave a startled cry. "Ahhhhhhaaaa" she cried. "That's my Aunty." she said. "I was dreaming about her the other night." "That's funny" said Terry "Here's a train I was dreaming about." |
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All the pictures on the pieces of cloth seemed to be old dreams. "It must be where they put dreams out to dry before putting them away." said Feneela. "That's what the Wise Old Doobrie meant." said Terry." Left at your dreams." Terry and Feneela turned to their left and followed the path. After walking down the brick path for a while they came across a sign pointing down a track at one side. 'Fresh cream cakes and lemonade' said the sign. |
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