Welcome to the Un-Reality

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== ~Welcome to the Un-Reality....a Fanfiction by Galax~ ==
Welcome to the Un-Reality.....
Here, everything is either distorted, or completely destroyed form its original way. It's the Faltered World...
The only way to get here is if you were either: a) born here, or b) taken here.
"How are you taken here?", you may ask. Well, it's a bit of a...process, but we don't mind newcomers. The more dragons, the more...fun. 
I hope you will come visit soon, but enjoy your normality before it is over.
== Chapter One ~ Normality ==
("Normality" is the real-world (Pyrrhia). It is what the dragons in the Faltered World call the real-world. Normality is a very formal-world as well, unlike modern Pyrrhia.)
Everglade's POV.
It is an average day in the Mud Kingdom. I am currently in the market, buying some fruit for my parent and sibs. The market is very busy today, unlike most days when the market is very empty and lonely. The merchants make barely any money, but on days like this they have more than they need.
"Good morning, Everglade!" A merchant by the name of Gopher shouts. He waves me over, and I make my way willingly. Gopher is a close friend, and he likes my company.
"Good morn to you too, Gopher." I greet him formally. Greeting formally isn't necessarily a "rule", but it is advised to do it that way to avoid rudeness.
"I set aside some ripe mangoes and papayas fresh picked from the Rainforest, just for you." He gives me the fruits, neatly placed in a basket with a nice white cloth.
"Why, thank you Gopher." I say to him. "This is suh a lovely gesture. I was coming to buy some fruits from you, and these are just what I was hoping to find." He hands me the basket.
"How can I pay you?" I ask. In our village we don't have a main way to pay. Instead, we simply ask what they want to be paid with, and we give it to them.
"Do you have any chrysanthemums with you or at your dwelling?" He asks with a tone of delight in his voice. He loves flowers--and he knows I usually have many of them.
"Why yes, I have a few there." I reply. I give him back the basket and head back to my dwelling. I grab the flowers and fly back, as fast my wings can take me. I am getting hungry, so I'm sure my family is as well.
"Here, Gopher. They are still as bright as they were when they were picked." I hand him the chrysanthemums, and he gives me my basket. We say good-day, and I leave the stand.
THIS IS A WORK IN PROGRESS, PLEASE DO NOT EDIT! THANK YOU!
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