"The Natural History of a Happy Land"
A Traveler's Memoir
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My first trip to HapiLani was an event that has had a profound affect on my subsequent thinking. As I wandered the landscape and shores I acquainted myself with the local surroundings, this place and the beings who inhabit it became increasingly more and more fantastic to me. When I became familiar with my surroundings I had the opportunity to learn a great many things.
I felt as though I could be comfortable there for an eternity. This was not to be. You see, though allowed to visit I became aware after a time that I would be physically unable to stay, as the meals I was ingesting gave me no sustenance. It was as though my body was completely unable to absorb any nutritional value from the local foods. The many items I tried tasted perfectly wonderful, and I seemed to have no trouble digesting them, but as time passed I noticed my body becoming increasingly thinner and weakened.
This caused the local inhabitants no small amount of concern but there was nothing to be done. At some point it became obvious that I would have to return to my normal existence. Yet I was able to stay long enough to collect some artifacts, and make some sketches.
Getting There & Back
Apparently, one does not just set sail on the winds of desire and arrive on the shores of HapiLani. No, it is more of a spontaneous life event that one must merely accept should they be lucky enough to have it happen. At least this was my experience.
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