Learning Registries - ANT Week 3
Introduction For Learning Registries
It starts out small.
Nothing like this has been documented, and rumors are already
spreading.
You know the perils all too well, but you still approach the creature, reaching
your hand toward it.
This is the place you like to come to be on your own and connect with
the land around you.
Now you must wait to see if their bodies will slowly acclimate to the
harsh and sudden change or fail to do so and ultimately die.
A few people come by and drop
money into her hat as she strums a tune and sings.
You run to Lincoln's box, finding Booth
knocked out cold by a man who accompanied the president.
Your wife died just a year after
you were married, leaving you nothing but an empty house and broken dreams.
You are
content and loving your life of solitude, having to venture away from your home only once a
month for the Giant Assemblage.
Your camp counselor calls up the other camp and asks
them to stop, but nothing changes.
You have travelled across the mountains, through the
river land, and finally across the plains toward where you left your ship.
As you rummage
through his belongings, looking for clues, you hear his phone ring.
You disregard the odd
statement and decide to visit the address listed.
When you learn Delilah's part in all of this,
your job becomes even harder.
In return, you are put to work during the siege of
Samarkand, creating an army of invincible soldiers from the corpses of Genghis Khan's slain
enemies.
If you don't find a way to reverse the curse, the overgrowth will eventually sprawl
across the rest of the town, crushing it. You reread the letter and find a P.S.
Perhaps having a
group of them helping you would be enough to find the missing children. He waves the staff
and, to your shock, the ground opens beneath your feet, but you do not fall.
Other times, the
tidal waves reach as high as skyscrapers, and the sea floor splits into giant gaping crevices
that swallow massive marine animals whole.
As a Sherpa for commercialized underwater
excursions, you become increasingly alarmed by the number of poorly prepared explorers
and by the pressure to continue despite serious safety concerns. They attacked the giant
when he returned in three days and demanded that he let them keep their beloved—albeit
stinky—home. Above your head, your phoenix flies, circling as if he knows what you have
done.
You're in the music room as usual, practicing the piano, when you notice a drop cloth
covering an instrument you've never seen before.
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