I have no idea how long this will take

There was a kingdom in a far far away land. It had mushrooms as tall as trees, elephants smaller than cats, houses built of glass, and ants instead of cars. Things weren’t quite right in this land. The weirdest of all, was the people. They always wore something blue. It was like an unspoken law, that you should always be wearing something blue. These people, for unknown reasons, had feelers on the tops of their heads. Which twitched and swayed as the people wished. Some of them decorated these feelers; some of them covered them up, but mostly, people just let those feelers sway and twitch as the feelers wished.

It had been a good many years since the last Happening. The people thought it would never Happen again.  They had picked up the scraps, buried their loved ones, and rebuilt their beloved kingdom as they pleased. They had resumed their jobs and life was almost as normal as it was Before.

“Good Mush to you, furl”

“Fine Mush to you, too, furl”

They greeted each other.

You see, the mushrooms that were as tall as trees were rather temperamental in this kingdom. They would turn dark and grey for almost no reason, they would shrivel up and look like they were going to succumb to the earth on others. The people in the kingdom could never figure out why. So, in ode to these temperamental mushrooms that so many bloomed in the kingdom, the people greeted each other by saying good things about the mushrooms, in hopes that it would make the mushrooms bloom and sparkle.

The people also had a difficult time remembering each other’s name. And for some reason, it never mattered. So much so, that some parents didn’t even bother to name their children. You can imagine how difficult it would make for people to know to whom they are referring to; but no. Here, they always knew who each other was talking about. Even in this vast kingdom of more than three thousand people. Perhaps it was the feelers, perhaps it was just the way they spoke, either way, the people just knew.