I painted my last concrete memory and it fetched a lot of buyers in the small town nearest to my mansion of a cabin on the mountain.
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I awoke with memories of an ancient life time ago, but to me I thought they were current. I had a small bag with a fine jade plate filled with pastries and an old sealed scroll. The bag had an extraordinary pattern on it but I felt that these things where important, the inside of the bag had a name embroideredon it Xiao Bai. I was in a small room and I was in pain, I couldn't remember how I got here.
I collected myself and went outside. I observed the large cabin place I was in. It had many places where it was made of bamboo, wood, and a stone like substance. There where pillars of the stone supporting a second story built out of more wood and bamboo. The structure was hidden by over grown vegetation and bamboo. I found a weird out house inside of the cabin and a magical device that had infinite water. I looked at bag and thought of whether Xiao Bai was me or someone important to me. The name I remembered being called was Li Miyokai but I was called many things and Bai was one of the names my closest friends called me. I shrugged the thought away giving me a painful sensation on my back. I has seen a large mirror in one the rooms upstairs and decided I should check with the aide of the mirror.
In the upstairs I removed my many layers of beautiful day dress and saw the Mark's like two wings on my back, I also saw a few burns and scratches on my back. 'Great!' I thought to myself, 'no signs of life, things are weird here, and now I'm hurt but why? How? When? Who? What?'. Annoyed by myself I casted away my thoughts and went around the house inside and out. I gathered good from the fruit trees, some blossoms to liven up the house, and found a small overgrown farm of wild rice, cabbage, and a rice that smelled sweet. The cabin lacked only warmth and I decided I would need to find a market.
When I began to stray further from the cabin a very large white horse came out of the woods. I wasn't startled until it opened a pair of massive wings. Seeing me scared the creature stopped moving around so much and layed in front of me it brushed its wings against me gently allowing me to feel the softness of its large feathers. When I appeared calm the winged horse stood and a smaller horse appeared, it was taller than me and it too had wings but it seemed that the horses wanted to protect and accompany me. I didn't know I knew how to ride such a creature until I climbed on and the horse whisked me away by land.
We ride until we reached a town with many small markets. I was confused by the exchange of some of goods for paper and coins. I instead traded about a weeks worth of food for seeds, a few blankets, and a set of new day clothes. I saw some people take foods as and turn them into paints. I was intrigued and asked to try. A young girl had her fill of painting and handed me her mostly blank painting and asked if I'd make a picture. I painted my last concrete memory and it fetched a lot of buyers in the small town nearest to my mansion of a cabin on the mountain. I painted the shape as wongs in the sky above my lovely cabin and painted many Icy Pear trees.
With the new funds I got I gained a small town's fame and I became a painter. No one ever ventured to my home unless I was there, and slowly I learned from others about the present world. I was living a happy and quiet life until five months after I had arrived. I had woken up with a start, a crash of lightning outside, and an impenetrable feeling of doom. I hid in my bed for a moment but the rationalized that I didn't need to fear. The feeling of doom slowly faded away as I got moving. I was supposed to gather painting supplies today and I decided a little rain wouldn't stop me. I went down to the town and had gathered all that I needed. I picked up a see through umbrella for my ride back up the mountain but in the beginning of the return trip, I faced chaos.
On my way up someone followed me to where I was met by the small winged horse. When the horse sensed an unfamiliar person she shot to the sky. I hadn't been so high and the winged horse carried me so near to the Heavrns that I heard the cries for Nian Bai Miao. Being close to the heavens I was given the thought of the winged horses were the Pegasus of legend. Being close to Heavens gave away my location to both the Heavdns and to the informants of the Demon Realm. The small Pegasus hid us in a cloud bank and gifted me a feather. While I was admiring it the Pegasus took the feather and jabbed the shaft into my palm. It hurt momentarily but even with it stuck in my hand it didn't hurt.
'By the Gods did it work?' the Pegasus passed. I was confused by hearing the Pegasus in my head. 'Yes confusing, mo not crazy, and I am sorry it stings being stabbed,' the Pegasus answered before I could answer. 'Keep the feather in your hair, I only have so many!, and my name is Cloud,' Cloud ordered me.
'Oh no I'm crazy,' I thought and Cloud turned her head to face me and she responded by flying at the ground at a very dangerous pace.
'Already told you it wasn't the case,' Cloud chided. Cloud opened her wings to slow us to a decent landing pace. 'I'm going to leave you here, I'll be around think of me and I shall return,' Cloud said before launching herself into the sky.I waved her goodbye and I began walking the rest of the way to the cabin when I was grabbed and knocked out.