Dream Land

WIP

The wind whips my hair and rattles the rusty iron fence before me. There's only one gate door attached. It screeches on its hinges as it sways in the wind. Nothing is physically stopping me from venturing forth into the desolate fair grounds, yet my feet do not move.
"What, did you change your mind at the last minute? If you're too scared I'll go blow this gold on some booze or something."
I glare over my shoulder at my friend. My reputation was on the line. I also really needed the coin.
"Hold your horses! I'm goin' in. You better be here when I get back."
"Heh, whatever you say. Better scream loud enough for me to hear if something happens."
With a humph I faced the carnival and stomped my way through the broken entrance.

Deep within the Wicket Thicket is a large clearing. It lies to the east of the town of Grimmwood. This parcel of land is home to the now abandoned Dream Land carnival. It closed for unknown reasons and everything was left to the elements. There have been no attempts at clearing the space to repurpose it.

A Sight to Behold

The energetic and mysterious Claudia Mallow built Dream Land in (year) and first opened its gates to the public in (year). She never gave a reason for constructing it within a forest. Many believe it was for the aesthetic and ambiance.
A tall iron fence surrounds the entire carnival. It's painted in alternating colors of white and light blue. There's only one entrance and it's marked by an ornate gate of the same coloring. Two booths are located on either side of the gate. The right lane handled ticket purchases and is the entrance path. The left lane is the exit and its booth handled disputes or questions.
In its prime, Dream Land was a maze of pastel colors and numerous attractions. There was a vast array of tents, game and food booths, and rides. At the center of it all was a tall tree made of silver. Its branches were adorned with golden leaves and lavender gems that dangled from thin wires.

I couldn't imagine what the carnival looked like in the past. It closed long before I moved to Grimmwood. Locals say it was bright and colorful with a permanent air of whimsy and magic.
Now as I walk through empty streets it appears truly dead. Whatever color there was faded or turned gray. Once glossy paint was now dull and peeling. Much of the wood was rotting and layers of rust and dust covered the rest.
I shivered and pulled my sweater tighter around me as the wind grew stronger. My steps slowed as I neared the center. It was more open here. Victor told me there would be a tree here. There was nothing but a square mound of crumbling concrete lined with a short wall of bricks worse for wear.

Type

Carnival

Location

Neofai
Wicked Thicket

Year Built

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Year Abandoned

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Created By

Claudia Mallow