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A man, lived on a farm.
He was very lonely. He had no wife or children. So he created ClayTown. An entire town... made entirely of clay.
He made people, out of his trinkets. they walked and talked, cooked and farmed.
He didn't feel so lonely. He was the Monarch of ClayTown. All the ClayBoys and ClayGirls loved him.
Secretly, he wished he never built them. They had no real emotions; only programs.
One Night, as the farmer was sleeping in his big house on the farm, he heard footsteps. He peeked outside his curtain to see an eerie clay-child staring back at him from below. The clay-child said; 'We want a new Monarch.' and disappeared into the night.
This happened many times throughout the month, and he grew afraid of these clay people wandering the streets of his town.
One day, as he went to tend to his crops... the young clay-child from the night came up to him. 'We want a new Monarch. all the little girls in the village say so.' He said.
What they did not realize, is that without the farmer, there would be no more clay-children or clay-cats or clay-dogs.
The child took the farmer into the village at night, and pushed him into the tower of the Chapel.
All the clay-people rejoiced. But not long, did they.
The man had died, and they were left alone. Nobody to fix them when the rain rusted them, no one to tend to the crops.
So they left. they jumped into the oceans and volocanos, having no purpose.
ClayTown was left deserted...
forever.
oddly enough, it remained in fresh shape. like someone lives there....
who?
He was very lonely. He had no wife or children. So he created ClayTown. An entire town... made entirely of clay.
He made people, out of his trinkets. they walked and talked, cooked and farmed.
He didn't feel so lonely. He was the Monarch of ClayTown. All the ClayBoys and ClayGirls loved him.
Secretly, he wished he never built them. They had no real emotions; only programs.
One Night, as the farmer was sleeping in his big house on the farm, he heard footsteps. He peeked outside his curtain to see an eerie clay-child staring back at him from below. The clay-child said; 'We want a new Monarch.' and disappeared into the night.
This happened many times throughout the month, and he grew afraid of these clay people wandering the streets of his town.
One day, as he went to tend to his crops... the young clay-child from the night came up to him. 'We want a new Monarch. all the little girls in the village say so.' He said.
What they did not realize, is that without the farmer, there would be no more clay-children or clay-cats or clay-dogs.
The child took the farmer into the village at night, and pushed him into the tower of the Chapel.
All the clay-people rejoiced. But not long, did they.
The man had died, and they were left alone. Nobody to fix them when the rain rusted them, no one to tend to the crops.
So they left. they jumped into the oceans and volocanos, having no purpose.
ClayTown was left deserted...
forever.
oddly enough, it remained in fresh shape. like someone lives there....
who?
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