On Elwood’s afternoon walk, he encountered a majestic pink lion behind the old powerplant. Elwood was unafraid of the lion. Being eaten wouldn’t be nearly as terrible as the fate that awaited him. He thought it was strange that he had gone on a walk to find answers to the many questions he had about Lyra, and instead, he found a pink lion. The lion never pounced, it just stared at Elwood, and Elwood stared back. Amidst the staring in the forest washed with rose-colored sunlight, Elwood and the lion had reached some sort of understanding. It was as though the lion could look into Elwood’s eyes and see straight to his soul.
The moment couldn’t have lasted forever, so it was the lion who moved first, flopping onto the forest floor, belly towards the sky, sighing loudly. Elwood then knew exactly what to do. He walked towards the lion and scratched its rosy fluffy fur. Suddenly, the lion rose to his feet. He started to walk off, but stopped and looked again to Elwood, as if to say “follow”.
Day faded into night. The lion entered a dark cave as Elwood followed. An explosion of warm pink light erupted above him. Elwood looked up into scattered glowing gemstones impeded in the ceiling. In the brilliant illumination, Elwood could finally see where he was. The walls of the cave extended far into each direction and had morphed from rough stone to onyx which sparkled with specs rose-gold stone. He followed the lion to an archway with a painting hung at the apex. It was of a sitting girl with a sunlit background, fire in her eyes and hair, and a constellation on her forearm. Just below the painting was a signature. “Lyra” it read.
The lion disappeared into the dark room. As soon as Elwood walked through the archway, the rose-colored crystals lit up again as pale pink light rained down from the ceiling. The room around him was intensely large and circular, with a railing looking down into a pit. Below the railing, was a habitat of sorts, illuminated by white and yellow lights. The floor of the pit was covered in ivory sand and plants of various shades of rose, resembling an African grassland.
And there in the habitat was a healthy pride of pink lions.
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