Thread:BlackDragonKid/@comment-26863232-20181107214505/@comment-26863232-20181117032859

You go to Yeastburrow River. It's now early noon.

It's that river. The one with brown scum and blue and purple hyacinths, and whatever creature you saw dwelling underneath the surface. However, it surprises you with the lack of.... well, scum. All that's left is nice flowers lining the banks and warm, clear bluish water.

The pear is gone, and you can see a trail leading from the river waters to where the pear was, and then back. The trail is peculiar. It looks like a turtle that was sliding among the grass, so that there is one large trench-like indent, and several smaller, deeper prints within.