13. The Toola Kingdom

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As the frog, raptor, and boy took a steep turn around the trunk of an enormous tree, their eyes were filled with an otherworldly spectacle. The ground gave way before them to reveal a city of tall spires built into a deep, rugged valley of trees. The breadth of the clearing was breathtaking—it seemed to go on for miles. The sight reminded Arthur of the time their family visited the Grand Canyon the year before—only this Grand Canyon was filled with stone skyscrapers and cathedrals. Their path down to the center of the village now lined with countless small, cylindrical spires, festooned with windows, doors, and rooftop gardens. Arthur could hardly blink. Slowly he noticed the city was alive and moving. Toolas moved about, walking to and fro, standing on their rooftops, and traipsing in and out of doorways.

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As the frog, raptor, and boy took a steep turn around the trunk of an enormous tree, their eyes were filled with an otherworldly spectacle. The ground gave way before them to reveal a city of tall spires built into a deep, rugged valley of trees. The breadth of the clearing was breathtaking—it seemed to go on for miles. The sight reminded Arthur of the time their family visited the Grand Canyon the year before—only this Grand Canyon was filled with stone skyscrapers and cathedrals. Their path down to the center of the village now lined with countless small, cylindrical spires, festooned with windows, doors, and rooftop gardens. Arthur could hardly blink. Slowly he noticed the city was alive and moving. Toolas moved about, walking to and fro, standing on their rooftops, and traipsing in and out of doorways.

As the frog, raptor, and boy took a steep turn around the trunk of an enormous tree, their eyes were filled with an otherworldly spectacle. The ground gave way before them to reveal a city of tall spires built into a deep, rugged valley of trees. The breadth of the clearing was breathtaking—it seemed to go on for miles. The sight reminded Arthur of the time their family visited the Grand Canyon the year before—only this Grand Canyon was filled with stone skyscrapers and cathedrals. Their path down to the center of the village now lined with countless small, cylindrical spires, festooned with windows, doors, and rooftop gardens. Arthur could hardly blink. Slowly he noticed the city was alive and moving. Toolas moved about, walking to and fro, standing on their rooftops, and traipsing in and out of doorways.