“I'm ‘giving away’ an old sketchbook to anyone who wants to write about it! It's full of an art style that is no longer yours, and fandoms that you forgot you ever knew the details of that deeply. It's from a time when you weren't quite sure what made you different from the people around you, but, when you look at the colors spilling in your brain, maybe it was better that way. It makes you ponder how much things changed, but also how much stayed the same. Sort of like a portal through time.”

Silver raised his eyebrows. “You’re trying to sell… a cup full of marbles?” He asked, watching incredulously as Gold put the cup on the table right next to the other low price garage sale items. (Which, funnily enough, also included steals like an only slightly broken TV, a CD player that still mostly worked, and an unopened 12 pack of Kanto themed socks.)

“I have to get rid of it somehow,” Gold said, rolling his eyes like this perfectly explained his decision to sell a hundred marbles in a green plastic cup.

Silver shook his head, a joking sort of awe floating through him, “But,” he started, pausing for a moment as Gold struggled to lift a CooCooClock onto another table, “Who’s gonna buy them?”

Gold smirked at him, “You’d be surprised,” he said, “And if they don’t sell quickly, I can always say that they’re lucky or something.”

Silver groaned. “You’re the worst.” He muttered, face in his hands as the familiar roar of a car pulled into their driveway.

“Ah! See? Customers.” Gold said, oddly sure of himself considering the people in the car hadn’t even disembarked yet. …though when the man in the driver’s seat rolled down his window to ask a question, Silver had to admit that these people were definitely customers.

“Is this the right place for the garage sale?” Asked the man, leaning halfway out his window to reveal two awkward looking children in the backseats.

Gold grinned. “Sure is!” He said, “Wanna come check something out?”

The man nodded, “Yes we do,” he continued his sentence as he opened his car door and stepped outside (though Silver was fairly sure he was talking to his kids), “Come’on girls, time to get out.”

They did so, standing awkwardly and sorta half looking at Gold as he showed their dad around the garage sale. Silver squinted at them. Trying to gauge if they thought he was intimidating, cute, or knew him from the Dexholder tournament that he had participated in just a month ago. (…maybe it was all three of those things. Gold hadn’t won but he had, uh, put on quite the show.)

Silver blinked, watching as Gold picked up the green plastic cup, its contents clacking together threateningly with every small movement. He was selling it like a real salesman, excitedly stating how there were more than a hundred marbles included (and then frantically explaining how that was a good thing, actually), before saying that for the price that it was being sold at, that was really quite a steal.

Shockingly, the man looked interested.

Silver squinted. Trying to ignore a sudden feeling of uncomfort as at least one of the two girls suddenly cast their gaze onto him. (Yeah, they definitely knew Gold for his dexholder stuff, if they didn’t, there wouldn’t be any reason to gasp when they saw another dexholder.)

As the man checked out the cup, spinning it carefully in his hands as he looked at the marbles it contained, Gold looked over to Silver. They caught each other’s eyes, and Silver immediately regretted it when Gold stuck his tongue out at him. (As if to say, ‘I told you I could sell the stupid marble cup.’)

Silver slapped his hand to his face. Gold really had a way with people, didn’t he.

General Note: Uh… this is all for a Minecraft AU, just mentioning that before you read. ALSO. When I mention ‘Tomorrow’ I am in fact talking about the How to Train Your Dragon location! It’s a really weird AU, just… bear with me here. (Also, so it doesn’t catch you off guard, this is hybrid AU.)

Final General Note: I’m not gonna take the time to really fix the formatting in the Scratch Version. I will post this elsewhere though, and the formatting will be more correct there.

President Kingsble suggests that “weapon magic should be more controlled.”

Today, March 24, 3056, President Kingsble (and his vice president Mrs. Featherfair), suggested to the court that certain forms of magic might need to be regulated more strongly. Specifically, magic that was made to copy weapons that had been previously banned. (Things like poisonous gas, firearms, and laser strikers.)

Our purposes in this article are simply to deliver the news, presenting as many sides as we can, with as little bias as possible.

As with the many other suggestions that were brought up today, there are more than two sides to this argument, however, two main sides have begun to form. The first side believes that the right to defend yourself overrides the importance of keeping spells in general safety. At first, this side may sound like it is in the wrong, but please, understand that you must hear from all sides before deciding on your stance.

To defend this side, Mr. Aleutial (representative of the Great North territory) pointed out that many of the people in his land need these spells to hunt their food. (Especially after the banning of other forms of weapons, such as firearms, that had previously been used.) He heavily implied, though, that he would be willing to have such magic regulated if the court was able to address why his people still needed to hunt for themselves.

But, as Ms. White (representative of the greater California territory) said, “Maybe need to look at all the other people in this great country, and realize that there are other ways to get food than hunting. Other ways that would allow people to be safer in everyday life.”

Mr. Aleutial, of course, was annoyed by this response. He quickly reiterated that the problem was not that his people wouldn’t use other means to get food, but simply that they couldn’t, and it was not in the place of someone in Ms. White’s position to tell him what was what. (Here is where the first silencing spell was cast. As the meeting was getting too off topic from the president’s original point.)

Other people argued in favor of keeping the laws as they were, including Mr. Austex (representative of the Deep South territory), who brought up a different point. He said that it wasn’t fair to take away the last means of protection that the government still allowed them to have. He pointed out that, “It is entirely within our right as people to be able to defend ourselves. Once we lose that right, we won’t be able to get rid of a possible facist uprising in the government.”

Mr. Aleutial, Mrs. Neva, and Mx. Flola (as well as several other notable representatives) all nodded in agreement to this point. Ms. White, Mx. Rio, and Mr. Neva (along with others) disagreed.

As Ms. White had already been silenced in punishment for getting off topic, she signaled her secondary representative (Mr. Califoma) to speak. He said that, “While the points already brought up have been surrounded in clouds of necessary discussion, it is more important when considering the issue of spell regulation.”

(It is to be noted that Mr. Aleutial, though silenced, showed clear signs of wanting to bring his point to attention again. The Great North, however, does not have a secondary representative.)

Mr. Califoma continued to explain that weapon spells were the main reason that so many horrible events have gone down recently (may we remind you of January tenth), and if the weapons those spells we based on had been banned, why should the spells not follow suit?

Here, the court immediately exploded, as the idea had been to regulate the spells. As punishment, Mr. Califoma was silenced. (With the consent of Ms. White, who looked angry about the suggestion to ban the spells entirely.)

Then, Mx. Rio took the stage. They continued what Mr. Califoma had been saying, but pointed out that the suggestion was to regulate things stronger, not to get rid of them entirely. Here, they were sure to point out that both sides could win. The ability to hunt for those in the Great North, and the safety of school children all over the country.

Once again, Mx. Rio has served as a mediator for the court, and it was clear that this was appreciated by President Kingsble Mrs. Featherfair.

“Most people, even those who do not agree with this idea of regulations, do understand why a suggestion was made,” they pointed out, “And if we cannot come to a decision now, we can always come back to it on a later date.”

It was here that the court moved onto another problem, and therefore away from the topic of the article. However, it is to be noted that the silencing spell on Mr. Aleutial was forgotten about until only fifteen minutes before the end of the meeting. Whether you agree with his side or not, you have to say that there is something strange about that, especially because he happens to be an orca hybrid by birth, which, as we all know, is a race that President Kingsble has reacted strangely towards before.

The Chorus Fruit Cafe, Feels Like Flying

We all know the End dimension for something. Whether it be the abundance of Enderpearl shops, the giggles of Ender children zipping by on elytra wings, or even the fresh minty smell of a freshly picked chorus fruit (ready to teleport you to wherever you need to go).

What many people don’t know the end for is its restaurants. But don’t you worry, I’m here to change that.

When people go to the End dimension, most of them head straight for outer cities, ready to take any spare elytra they can get. Most of these people don’t even stop to think about the exquisite culture and interesting locations they may be skipping on this journey for flight. (Perfectly understandable of course. Elytra are a wonderful invention that everyone, big or small, should be able to access.)

The Chorus Fruit Cafe is a perfectly avoidable, mostly vegan, and entirely cruelty-free restaurant just a bit down Black Soot Road. (Location? Main End island through the secondary portal on Tomorrow. ) Its beautiful array of meals (which is actually quite a wide range, especially for being home cooked in the End), is complemented further by its amazing staff. Who are always ready and willing to serve you.

Maybe the customer is not always right in other places, but I’m telling you, The Chorus Fruit Cafe won’t give you anything to be wrong about!

On top of the top tier service, a fairly easy to reach location, and widespread menu, this restaurant is also beautifully designed! Right on the edge of the Main Island, it bores into the side, taking the shape of a Chorus Fruit on the outside, and a well polished overworld diner on the inside! The walls are of well crafted tinted glass, layered with a lightly glowing lichen (daily trimmed) that gives the interior an otherworldly shine. Besides this, the room is lit with genuine handcrafted end rods, which, being handcrafted by artisans, do not have that strange electric glow that not artisan end rods may contain.

The tables are carved Nether wood, right from the same place their Hoglin pork comes from (an artisan craft in that area on its own.) They curve this way and that, leaving room for your legs to breath, as well as providing a surprisingly sturdy place to hold your food. The benches are made of hand cut blackstone, which complements the end bricks that cover some of the floor.

The bar section has swiveling stools that are part iron chain (creating an odd gravity defying effect), and part blackstone slab. This blackstone, however, is surprisingly soft, and, just like the benches, not at all dusty. (Do be warned though, as this is a cafe intended for Endermen, the stools may be a bit high, especially for any visiting children.)

Ignoring the fact that the place is admittedly a bit small, the architecture is near perfect!

This diner’s meals are a wonderful selection ranging from Chorus fruit salad (made in a way that you will only feel a tingle of teleportation), to affordably priced imported Hoglin meat, to crunchy popped Chorus fruit chips, this diner has something for everyone! (However, it has come to my attention that compared to Overworld or Nether diners, this restaurant might not sell a large selection of food. But keep in mind, most places to end in the End tend to only have two choices if that many. This one has at least five main courses.)

They also have several different beverages (which are of course refillable). For adults there is an option to buy an alcoholic drink of your choosing, and children are able to get a free kidz cup of Chorus juice should they choose (Adults can also buy this, but it will cost money). There is also an option to buy water, but you must keep in mind that it is made Endersafe, and therefore has a slightly odd thickness to it that not every non-Ender person will be very accustomed to.

All in all though, for a restaurant in the End, this Chorus Fruit Cafe is quite impressive. I myself am not from this city (and Tomorrow is quite a ways away from Location -which is my home-) but I do see myself returning someday. (The sooner the better!)

I mean, I know I’m finishing up this article in the middle of the cafe, but something about it… something is just different about this place. Maybe it’s the odd glow from the lichen, or maybe it’s the genuine friendly smiles on the staff, but something about this place radiates happiness. (A happiness that the pure blackstone road it sits on seems to be leaching a part of.)

In conclusion, the Chorus Fruit Cafe is a well managed, well built, well cooked restaurant. And the only negatives I was able to find were just subjective, so if you’re in the area (or even a bit out of it), see if you can pop by! Imagine what they could do with more space.

Flight Feather Fixers? Are they the future?

Transcription of the above video:
Mrs. Stormsheen (spreading her wings to properly attach a plastic feather device to the ends of either): My team and I have been developing this since January.
Video Narrator, explaining the context of the previous clip: The researchers behind the Hedgethorn project are back for another round with something that may be helpful for all sorts of people.
Mrs. Stormsheen: Now, watch the projector as I do an example flight.
Mrs. Stormsheen takes off through the window, and the video feed on the projector shows her as she circles the building before coming through the opposite window.
Mrs. Stormsheen (partially interrupted by interested oohs and aahs from the other scientists): As you can see, that flight was a bit different from a normal one.
Video Narrator, advertising a later event on the news channel: Tonight, at nine on Checker Fin News, we will show more details behind this interesting project. Read the short article below for a taste of what will be revealed tonight.

Article:

Mrs. Stormsheen (head of the department of education in the Midland territory as well as a lead scientist in the ongoing Hedgethorn research development), announced today that her team has made significant breakthroughs in the realm of flight enhancement. She showed prototypes of the suggested model, applied these prototypes to her own wings, and did a demonstration flight for the research facility.

This flight took her around the room that the research group meets, through a large opened window, around the main building, and back into the room through the other side. (She took a recording device with her so that the other scientists could see her path.) Of course, for a fully grown eagle hybrid such as herself, this is not a difficult flight, but even the non flighted people in the room could very clearly see that this was an even easier flight than normal.

Once she landed, Mrs. Stormsheen proceeded to re-explain the device (which look somewhat like odd plastic feathers, which one attaches to the end of their wings). She reiterated that they have possible applications ranging from prosthetics for burn victims, to armor in battle, to just an easier way to get around. (She argued that flight needs safer enhancements than rockets, showing examples of when such things can go wrong on her whiteboard.)

Generally, the other scientists in the room agreed with the further development of such a tool. Mr. Kingsinger (a sparrow hybrid himself) expressed that his daughter, who had been recently shredded off the tip of one of her wings, could most likely use this product while she waited for her flight feathers to grow back. Mrs. Ramwool (formerly an assigned member of the hybrid protection agency), said that such an invention could be used for bird hybrids in her previous line of work. Mr. Limespeel said that elderly bird hybrids could use such a tool to get off of the ground in a way that didn’t strain their muscles, while still leaving them in control of the exact movements. Lastly, Mrs. Barkbee expressed that with such enhancements, her wife may be able to carry her while flying again (something that the two hadn’t been able to achieve after her injury in the fall.)

All in all, the committee believes that Mrs. Stormsheen’s invention will in time be able to help a wide range of people with an even wider range of problems. They have given her and her team the go ahead to continue developing their creation, and are waiting excitedly for what comes next in updates on these ‘Flight Feather Fixers’.

Welcome to Location! The Perfect Place to Rest.

Just a bit south of the Great Obsidian Wall, and just a bit east of the wide 1.6 Ocean is the island of Location. Here we have delights such as Internal Forests, Firefly Gardens, and the 3056 winner of the Best Decorated Nether Portal award.

We also boast a large capital city! With underwater, air based, underground, and land based sections! (This way flighted, non flighted, water based, and cave centric peoples can all enjoy our beautiful land.) There is a center square where all four sections meet, as well as central points in each of the sections themselves.

The underwater portion of the main square takes the shape of a large pool, which is fitted in tinted glass so that anyone viewing water-based people from above will not be looking at them like spectacles. The underground portion of the main square is a giant cave right in the center, with many shops built into the sides of a well railed off pathway. The land-based section of the main square is the outer edge of this cave, with hotels all along the outside of the square, and pearl fountains dotted throughout. The air portion of the main square is an upside down copy of the land-based section, with a hole through the roof that provides easy access to the sky.

But of course, our city, our island, and our nation are not just this square, so if such a small place could pack such a high level of care, imagine what else you could find.

Explore your favored location today, and make Location your best pick.

Literal Worlds: Terrain and Maps
“What is the general geography of your world? Does it vary between place to place or is it largely the same?”
The Geography of the Dragons of The Caves world varies, but the main two settings are a river in the middle of the planes, and a HUGE mountain range with gigantic/ridiculously large cave systems throughout it.

“What specific parts of the geography would have the greatest impact on the story?”
The places where the main dragons of the storyline live. In the first book (the one I have actually started) that would be the caves, in the second (?) book that would be the plains.

“How does the geography affect food resources? What about building and clothing resources?”
Dragons don’t really need clothing or building resources? But for food most dragons choose to hunt a bit outside the caves. This means that the dragon species that are home to the caves are not very large, because if for some reason they need to retreat into the caves, there isn't all that much to eat.

“What is the history of the geography? Why did people originally decide to build there?”
The dragons don’t know why they originally came to the caves, and many can only assume that their specieses evolved with the mountainside. Either melding into the cave systems over time, or slowly appearing out of them.

“What impacts does geography have on the communication in the society, both in short and long distances?”
The cave society, while still fairly well off in terms of knowledgy, are undoubtedly a bit shut off from the outside world. Their predicament, however, is nothing compared to the plains dragons, who live in an area that virtually no humans ever go to. This makes it much safer, yes, (though you would generally not expect such an open place to be that way, especially compared to a cave system), but it also means they don’t have a lot of contact with other dragons, or with humans.

“How does the architecture of a society interact with the landscape?”
Uh… the closest thing to architecture that the dragons have are their caves/burrows. The dragons in the caves use already hollowed out caves, and then furnish them with large stones for doors, moss and lichen from the nearby forest, and whatever objects of interest they find in the human trash dumps. The dragons in the plains dig into the ground (or live under large bushes), and then do fairly similar things with their spaces.

Organizations
“How large is the organization? What is its purpose? Are there others similar to it, in size or purpose?”
(Note: I’m gonna be primarily talking about the cave dragons from here on out. Even though the planes (and the forest and mountain dragons… good gosh I forgot about them entirely) need worldbuilding more than the cave ones, the cave ones are the ones that I am writing about right now.) The cave dragons as a society are surprisingly fairly large. Probably this world’s dragon equivalent of like… Albany compared to the rest of Upstate New York. -They are not really an organization, but it’s the best fit without spoilers- their purpose is to (generally) live in peace. Similarly, the plains, forest, and mountain dragons have similar purposes (but very different sizes.) The plains dragons have a considerably smaller amount of people (much closer to a warrior cats clan), the forest dragons had a bit closer, and there are, in total, probably five ‘mountain dragons’. (Think Rouge Shiver from Shark Wars.)

“Who is in charge of the organization? How are they chosen?”
The leader of the cave dragons has been Great Oak for as long as anyone can remember… which also means that nobody really knows how he came to rule. (There is actually a reason for this by the way, but it’s huge spoilers I swear to everything.)

“How does the environment surrounding the organization affect its actions and beliefs?”
The environment around them affects them just like any other society (and it is now that I realize I should have gone with the villains or the mountain dragons, as they are actually organizations rather than societies.) It affects their culture, their slightly odd dialect when compared to… say, the plains dragons, and definitely how/what they eat. It also affects the way they take in the world around them. Leaving them with strange ideas about how exactly the humans view them, due to their only real interactions with them being a rather recent war.

“What is the general opinion of the organization, by those within it? What about those outside of it? Why?”
(‘K I’m switching to the villains now, this won’t make sense as a society anymore.) The main ‘villain’ group is a mix of humans and dragons. They are led by a dynamic combo of a main human (and his few friends), and a main dragon (and her two/three besties). The dragon side of the army is generally led to believe that they are attacking the caves to right some sort of wrong that happened to them because of the cave dragons. The humans are generally led to believe that they are avenging their fallen brothers in the aforementioned war with the caves. (Or just generally getting rid of the creatures that they think are dangerous.) Both sides believe that after all of this is done, the other side of the army will be ‘dealt with’. Of course, none of this is the case, and 13 and Shiny have a completely different idea for what’s gonna happen.

“How does it interact with other organizations? How does it interact with everyday people and their lives?”
Well, I mean, it’s sorta an army? I think that about answers the question actually.

“Why might someone join this organization? How would they do so? What could make them not want to join?”
Someone might join this organization if they felt either of the reasons mentioned above was important enough. (Of course depending on whether they were a human or a dragon.)

“What are desired or honored roles within the organization? What are rejected roles?”
Desired roles are high points in the army (the closer to Shiny/13 you are, the safer you are gonna be. Even if they are a bit crazy sometimes. ). Rejected rules are… what you would expect to NOT want to be in an army? I don’t know???

“What are aspects of the society that would only be understood by those raised there?”
‘K back to the caves. The way they do school, and the way that language greatly changes between certain people. They do school in a format that I can only describe as “nearly-exactly-the-same-as-sixth-grade-where-I-live-but-with-dragons-and-in-a-cave-system”. A good example of the language thing would be what they call weekends. It greatly varies between… basically everyone? But everyone knows what everyone else is talking about, no matter what they call them. (Weekends, weekstarts, homedays, cavedays, no-cave-workdays, etc.)

Language
“What sorts of idioms are used in the society? “
I’m not sure about idioms, but I would say that things that are low quality copies of idioms from around where I live would probably fit the tone pretty well. (A recurring joke is very bad ripoffs of real words, stuff like “cavework” rather than “homework”, you get the vibe?) Some good idiom examples would be, “The early bat dragon gets the worm,” or “Hit two humans with one stone”.

“What phrases are adopted by members of the organization?”
A very popular poem in the caves reads,
““There was once a dragon named Fin,
On all the spring days he left his cave to prey,
On little helpless things,

A time before you were born, a dragon named Fin existed,
On the short summer nights,
He caused a blight to many tiny creatures,

A time ago, before the morn, there was a dragon named Fin,
He looked out of the cave on all the fall days,
And ate not a single living creature,

A long time ago in a land called Bin there was once a dragon named Fin.
He came out of his cave on the long winter days,
And ate all that tried to oppose him.”
This gets brought up a lot, so I think that tells you everything you need to know. (It is to be edited btw, I wrote this in sixth grade with virtually no editing)

“How do people generally feel about people who talk a lot? What about quiet people?”
The first main character in the caves area of the book is Fang, she’s a bit antisocial, but she isn’t generally treated any differently from someone like Shiny, who, besides being a bit of a final boss, loves to gossip. But maybe that’s because while Shiny would generally be more popular than Fang, she also likes to snack on Humans from time to time, so maybe that evens out the playing field a little bit. Mostly though, the society tries its best to be accepting, even if it sometimes misses the mark a bit.

“Is small talk normal? What about deep conversations?”
Small talk is normal during eating time, deep conversations are only really normal with the closest of friends/family. Eating time can be taken in your own cave (by yourself/with family or friends) but if you didn’t have time to hunt that day, you can also head down to the largest cavern in the big mountain, where extra food is collected for the express purpose of feeding people who can’t hunt for themselves. The punishment of going there though, is that you normally have to hang out with people who go there to talk. -on the other hand, the caves just recently went through a ‘war’ and most dragons are still not comfortable enough to have deep conversations with virtually anyone.

“What are stereotypes about those in a given organization? “
As I mentioned early, the different societies are sorta… cut off from the rest of them? So the only actual stereotypes go to age groups/different species. (A bit brutal but hey, isn’t that what happens in real life?) For example, dragons of Draco’s species are generally stereotyped as being dark and brooding, but also explosive emotionally. Dragons that don’t have the magical fur/feather/scale goo that makes you fireproof are stereotyped as being meak and soft. And dragons from outside of the caves (ie, Flameburst and Featherfire dragons) are usually seen as interesting… if a bit closed off. (This stereotype comes from the fact that many of these dragons were forced away from their homes, and are rightfully upset about that.)

Iconography
“What are commonly recognized symbols within your world? What organizations do they come from?”
Most of the humans speak through one main language, and some dragons (like Fang and Great Oak) are able to read this. The cave dragons also have their own writing system, which some humans can also read.

“What do various colors symbolize?”
Because the characters have fur painted from red to purple, and from black to white, most of them associate unique colors with cultures that come from specific species of dragons. Common colors, just as red, black, gray, and brown, are not seen as any specific culture. While something like metallic teal could remind many of ruined ocean societies, or how silvery white could remind many of the old days in the mountains.

“How can people distinguish between people of various social and economic statuses just by looking at them?”
Well, if you carry around a book, fabric, or anything musical/electronic, everyone knows that you are a really REALLY good hunter. This doesn’t necessarily mean that your class is high (someone could be able to pay in tons and tons of minnows for a sketchpad, but still live in the absolute bowels of the cave system), but it is a fairly good sign. (For reference, most dragons pay for high quality goods using food that they themselves caught. Also, being lower in the cave system doesn’t mean you are lower class, it probably just means that temperature is best for your fur or whatever. By the bowels of the cave system I meant cramped caves with no water springs or easy access to social areas.)

“What are the arts like? What about entertainment?”
The caves mainly focus on rock carvings (for writing and sculpture), but also have a surprising focus on music. Some dragons found out how to use human CD players (this might be retconned later, btw), and some were even able to create CDs of their own. Other than that, entertainment mainly takes the role of contests (story writing, who can catch the most squirrels in fifteen minutes, who can glide for the longest time without flapping their wings, and homework completion being some notable topics), and storytelling. (At eating and hunting times.) There is, admittedly, quite a bit of one-upping associated with the storytelling part.

Ma[gic
“What can be done with the magic? What cannot be done?”
What can be done with ‘magic’ depends on the dragon/person who has it. In this world, it’s not as much magic as it is a luck of the draw special card for your species. Example, dragon magic generally takes the form of ridiculous firepower abilities, healing ridiculously quickly, making parts of your body glow when most of your species is NOT bioluminescent, or memory that does not go away. However, there is some dragon magic that cannot be chalked up to things that could be considered a disorder, such as shrinking, teleporting, form shifting, talking to the dead, and moving things with your mind. Only a few dragons have the first type of magic, and even fewer have the later. Human magic is even more rare, and the most notable case of it is being able to draw in the air using blood. The main point is that not everyone has it, it has limits (though these limits are different for different people), and it is different for pretty much everyone.

“How are those with magic generally treated?”
Honestly? It’s not that big of a deal. The different dragon species already have vastly different abilities, and they can (almost) all live together just fine, so someone with superpowers is honestly not that big of a problem.

“What are the laws surrounding magic?”
Again, it’s just not a big deal.

“Where does magic come from? Is it natural or manmade?”
Natural and seemingly randomized.

“What consequences does magic have on its users?”
Well, again, it’s not really magic, just a luck of the draw on genetics. It is important to note, though, that those with superpowers might need to eat a bit more than others, just so that they catch up on the extra spent energy.

“How common is magic? How many people have the ability to use it?”
Not very many people can use ‘magic’, but again, it’s not that big of a deal, seriously.

“What is the aesthetic of the magic?”
It varies from person to person. A dragon like Blacky (who can jump through shadows), or a person like 13 (who is the guy who can draw with blood in the air), have a darker tone to their ‘magic’ than someone like Fang (who just as a really REALLY good memory), or someone like Spark (who has a power that makes him unable to breathe fire, leaving him instead with a cloud of sparks, smoke, or water. This also technically makes him disabled by the way.)

1. Some people have magic, some of them don’t, it’s eh.

2. The ‘Old War’ happened and it was a sorta big deal. Killing many humans and dragons on both sides, as well as forever splitting some of these traumatized people away from the other major group.

3. The ‘Fin’ to ‘Great Oak’ pipeline is real lol.

4. When a dragon of the species that Great Oak is a part of dies, two eggs spawn in their place.

5. Great Oak’s species are also the longest living dragon species. Living basically forever. …also no one knows how the heck they came to be. (Deity coded moment.)

6. Draco’s species start out with pure black fur, but when they get past a certain age, parts of this fur turn a bright color. (Red for guys, blue for girls.)

7. Many dragon societies have been wiped out entirely.

8. A major reason why the cave society is still going is because there are simply too many of them for any force to destroy all of them (…so far).

9. A major reason the plains dragons are still kicking is just because no one else lives in the area, especially not anyone ready to challenge them.

10. You may have noticed this, but some dragons think that they are better than humans, and some humans think that they are better than dragons.
11. This isn't actually the case. They are intellectually on the same level, and, despite what you may think, the dragons aren’t actually that overpowered because the humans also have slightly enhanced physical abilities compared to the real world.

12. On the topic of speciesism /half joke, some dragons like to eat humans that wander into the caves. This is generally frowned upon, but no one really does anything about it.

13. Just thought I should note, dragon riding isn't a thing here??? I guess unless a human and a dragon are really good friends somewhere I don’t know.

14. I don’t think this is really what I was supposed to be brainstorming about right now, but this is a daily reminder that when I make a completely emotionless aro ace character it’s because I kinda like that stereotype not gonna lie. (Also I’m aro ace so… suck it lol.)

15. There is a place in the mountains where humans and dragons used to live fairly in harmony. But that all changed when the attacked,

16. Fun fact. Both 13 and Other are from there. Other is a dragon by birth, but he (and his family) are shapeshifters.

17. Oh yeah the shapeshifters. A staple of the village was that it was a mostly ‘human’ style society. Technically though, half of the people there were dragons, they just spent a lot of time shifted into human/half dragon form instead of full dragon. This would be considered a super power if it
wasn’t for the fact that pretty much that entire species of mountain dragons could do it.

18. Horror movies exist. (Just thought I should mention lol.)

19. The ‘internet’ doesn’t really exist. (At least not in the way it does in real life.)

20.Remember when I was talking about that group of like… five dragons that live in the mountains? They all came from different destroyed societies. Some destroyed by dragons, and some destroyed by humans.

21. The forest dragons were a big group of dragons, but their society was wiped off the map without a trace.

22. Guns exist! Most cave dragons don’t really know what to think of them.

23. Because of the aforementioned guns, humans and dragons are… weirdly well matched.

24. I just realized I did all of that completely wrong. Oh well, I think the workshop part above kinda makes up for it.

The different societies in this world are fairly split, but there is minimal contact between them from time to time. However, it is important to note that many of the interactions are few and far between, and this includes violent interaction. This violent interaction is what leads to the split effect, as well as the next point. Societies just… disappear. Things like the forest dragons, the old mountain society, as well as the really old sea dragons, they’re just gone. The forest dragons were wiped out under the threat of , while the mountain society was broken by a dragon attack. Virtually no one is old enough to remember what happened to the sea dragons, but many guess that they met a similar fate.

From that point, I think it’s necessary to bring up the way that people record their history. What you must remember is that the fastest and easiest way to write something down is on paper, but what you must also remember is that the majority of the cast breathes fire. In this way, many records are lost in battle especially because the other major way of recording history is through people’s memories. And, as I’m sure you know, if no one is alive to remember something, no one is going to remember it.

On a different note though, there is a reason why these half destroyed places are so resourceful, accepting, and vibrant. These creatures, human and dragon, are resilient, and many of them will stop at nothing but keeping each other safe. That’s why societies like the cave dragons have been kicking for so long, they are quite fair to each other, and *most* of them care to keep it that way.

Those who don’t however…

Just like in real life, there are some people who just want to watch the world burn. Without bringing characters into this, let’s just say that there are bigots, and people who think that hurting people is fun. Some dragons eat humans who just wanted to hang out in an empty cave, some humans hunt dragons for sport, and some of both sides want the other -equally intelligent- group dead.

Flicker sighed and rolled over in her nest. The caves had been different, ever since the new wave had attacked. More empty, less friendly, a lot more cold. It was a strange feeling, realizing that. She had lived here her whole life, but yet, it felt like home was suddenly very very far away.

A bit behind her, she could see Draco’s tail flickering nervously. Even though he didn’t seem to see that she was awake, it was clear to her that he was. For a moment she debated ignoring the fact that they were both awake, and just continuing to suffer in silence, but thought better of it as she dragged herself to her paws.

“Can’t sleep?” She whispered, her voice so quiet it was even surprising to hear coming out of her mouth. Draco flipped onto his back and looked up at her, his spine bent awkwardly as his uneven spines scraped across the ground. He looked slightly surprised to see her awake, but he nodded.

“Yeah,” Flicker nodded, padding over to him and curling up by his side, “Me neither.”

He looked at her wordlessly, and Flicker couldn't help but momentarily wonder if she was… ah, a bit too close to him for comfort. But when he closed his eyes and curled in closer, she understood.

“It’s so weird,” she whispered, not really trying to get any reaction from him but still hoping for one all the same, “It’s like we’re in a whole different cave system all of a sudden.”

He nodded and opened his mouth, but right when he was about to say something, a sudden rumbling hiss interrupted him. Both dragons jumped, but when they turned to try and find the source of the noise, it was clear that it was just Spark. (He was dreaming about something, and by the looks of his suddenly failing wings, it wasn’t a very good dream.)

Next to him, Clawry sat bolt upright. Her ears straight up and her bleary eyes opened as far as she could force them. Being Spark’s sister, she was most likely used to this sort of thing, but it was clear that the fighting had put her on edge.

Flicker and Draco both froze, not wanting to worry Clawry by looking like they hadn’t slept at all (though that was true), but also not really wanting to pretend to be asleep. But as she looked at Spark tiredly, probably trying to process why he had just hit her with his tail, he fell still again, clearly having won whatever scuffle he was dreaming of. After a moment of very tired processing, she realized that everyone was safe and she laid back down, making an odd snuffling noise before her regular light snore resumed. (And with it a very small burst of fire every so often.)

Once she was sure that the two siblings were asleep, Flicker let out a breath.

“Everyone is so on edge,” she whispered, turning back to Draco and lying her head on her paws, “I mean, I see why, but it’s still sad.”

He nodded in agreement, “I can’t even get to bed,” he muttered, sounding slightly annoyed, “And I wouldn't normally… care about what was going on.”

Flicker nodded and tried to get comfortable, the lack of moss under her an unwelcome addition to her torment. “I guess it’s different when you’re old enough to really process what’s going on.”

Dragon sighed, and she watched as his ears drooped slightly, “I wish I was any age but this one,” He murmured, “Being a teenager is a pretty bad age for a war.”

Flicker, nodded again, feeling her own ears flop down a little bit as she took that in. “Being any younger we would be first in line to be protected, being any older we would be old enough to have properly gotten through all the fighting classes.” She added, feeling oddly comfortable in the presence of her friend. (Enough to share… actual feelings.)

“But then again, any age is a bad age for war.” Draco continued, opening one of his wings a bit and letting it stand upright in the muggy cave air, “I bet I would wish I was any other age if I was any other age.”

Flicker found herself laughing, though it was a sad laugh, “Me too,” she agreed, watching as Draco refolded his wing, “I bet most people would.”

Draco smiled at her awkwardly, and his red eyes glowed in the dark eerily. …for some reason though, that made her feel a whole lot better.

“How are you going to let the reader know they’re reading a magical realism story?”
Well, honestly I’m not sure if the story I’m writing actually is magical realism, but I guess the fact that pretty much the whole cast are dragons that live in a very human society might help with that a little bit. XD

“How have the characters adapted to the changes in your story?”
Honestly, there aren’t changes in magic (I assume that’s what this question is about, so there is not much to say here.

“What is possible in your world? What are the limits and how far can you push them?”
The limits of ‘magic’ depend on which sort of ‘magic’ it is. (Don’t mind the fact that that is in scare quotes, and suddenly realized that most of the magic is actually probably just… a normal thing that some dragons can do? Like how some people can get buff really easily compared to other people.) What I must say though, is that time travel is not possible and GENERALLY neither is raising the dead.

“Can my setting support surrealistic elements?”
Well, the cast are mainly dragons that live in human-like societies in VERY dragon like environments (caves, mountains, forests, etc). I think that already pretty much shows that the setting can support whatever it darn well pleases.

“If your character can use a certain magic(s), how does it feel when they’re using it?”
Again, this depends on the character, and, more importantly, what their power is. Some characters might not feel anything, some characters might feel motion sick. It really depends on the specifics. Fang (memory), Blaze (species expected- move things with mind), and Other (species expected- shapeshift) are just gonna be what they’ve always been used to. It’s not gonna be any different. (Though I suppose moving things with your mind and shape shifting might feel a bit tickley.) However, someone like Clawry (who gains five different super powers throughout her storyline) might feel a bit… odd.

“Is the magic knowledgeable in a small city or town, or is it accepted throughout the world?”
Accepted throughout the world. (Guys, I already told you like twenty times, it’s not a big deal!)

“What kind of magic is used in your world?”
Many kinds. But I guess you could say it’s closer to just… being born with being super good at something (for most people). It’s also like, not always like that, but who cares lmao. I already explained this like eight times over, honestly. I guess the really important thing to mention is that it is SERIOUSLY. NOT. A. BIG. DEAL. Sure, you are a bit special if you can do a special thing like breathing out water instead of fire, but you’re also a bit special if you, I don’t know, can draw really well. It’s just like being ‘gifted’ in real life. …for the most part. (Though it is also important to mention that some magic is based on species. Like, almost all of the dragons in Blaze’s species can move things with their minds, as an example.)

“How is the magic in the world used in the character’s everyday lives? What are the different abilities?”
Many different dragons/humans have many different powers. Some of them were listed above, and I really have trouble remembering some of them, but here I go anyway,..,. Fang and Great Oak can remember everything. Spark ‘breathes’ out water rather than fire. Flicker (I think???) can heal herself by running at light speed. Draco can ‘breathe’ out pretty much anything but water. (Acid, fire, lava, sound waves, you name it!) Clawry has five, very different, powers. Blacky can move through shadows. Mosquito can shrink at will. Blaze can move things with his mind. 13 can draw in the air with blood. Star can make the star pattern on her paw glow so bright it is blinding. I think Void can do something special but I can’t remember it. Angel and Other can shape shift. Angel also has other unspecified fire magic. Camo can turn invisible. Mask Face might not even be classified as a dragon. Zombie is undead. And finally, Dream and Fluffy might be able to speak with dead people.

“What is the origin of your magic?”
Genetics lol. …okay but seriously, it’s genetic. Some of the people I just listed, just as Blaze, Other, and Angel have their powers from what species of dragon they are. The only reason why they are on the list is because there are no other major characters from their species/with similar powers, making them stand out just as much as someone like Draco. Other dragon species are more likely to have certain powers. Like Great Oak’s species is known for being impossibly old, so it helps that, genetically, they are made to remember pretty much everything.

“How can your world’s magic aid character development?“
Quite a bit of the major plot is about the main five characters and their abilities. All of their powers are important, but only Spark and Clawry’s really impact the character development. (Spark’s much less so.) Spark, for lack of a better description, doesn’t know why he can’t breathe fire, so finding out that the problem is that he breathes out water which quenches it serves as a nice wrap up to that. Clawry, on the other hand, has an entire plot point about how she gets her powers (and what they are). She is, quite honestly, the only character where the magic is in any way ‘weird’.

“How common is magic, and are all characters aware they possess it?”
‘Magic’ as in powers that can’t really be explained away, is probably pretty rare, but the more common ones are, not surprisingly, more common. Of course, it’s still uncommon, but it’s not unheard of to be able to run real fast and heal super quick. Most characters are not aware they possess anything special until they either 1. realize that other people can’t do that cool thing they can do, or 2. realize that they can do a cool thing that other people can’t do.

“How can you ensure the magic in your story is realistic, and is written as a normalized part of your world?”
By making it clear that this is just a part of being someone that exists. It’s not the same, of course, as being good at drawing, but the effect on the people around you is the same. It’s like doing a handstand in first grade, everyone instantly flocks over to see how you did it, but it doesn’t make you a god or anything. Another thing I could probably do would be just… making it clear that it’s not really a wizard spell? It’s okay if it’s unbalanced, because that’s just how genetics and life are sometimes! That’s just how the world works, and it’s not a plothole if I am purposely making that clear.

“What are the limitations of your world’s magic?”
Genearly, it’s whatever the limiationations of the character are. But, again, the actual final limitation is that time travel is NOT a possible power up. There are a few reasons for this. One, it is incredibly hard for me to write. Two, it’s super hecking boring to read. Three, it’s honestly… sort of triggering???? Four, it would sort of break any plot twists that could possibly exist. And finally, five, it is WAAAAAAYYY too overpowered. Even in a world where characters can fly around and spit fire at each other if they so choose, time travel is just off the plate. -The only other thing that is off the plate is resurrection. Yes, I technically have an undead character, but the thing with him is that nobody knows why he’s alive… again. And, it will not happen again.

“How is magic viewed in your world (ie. as a boring normal, as a fascinating element of their life, or as a curse on society etc.)?”
Oh my goodness gracious I feel like a BROKEN RECORD. HOW, in the LORD’S NAME am I meant to drag this answer out for yet ANOTHER eighty words?!?! I swear, literally just read the other answers. There is no change. LIke, actually no change. It’s normal. No one cares. But it’s also cool, and important. Just like… pretty much anything else. This is not yet eight words. I sure hope no one is reading this right now. (Please take pity on me, it’s four in the morning and I’ve been up since eight.)

“Describe the popular infrastructure in your world.”
How do I drag out ‘they live in a cave system’ for eighty words? Oh! The cave dragons live in a massive cave system, with huge tunnels and even more gigantic caverns. This is made possible by big mountains. The plains dragons live in burrows in the ground! They dig them with their cute paws. Forest dragons live… in the forest! Probably in trees or under bushes. The old mountain societies live in a human-like village (sorta like one that you would see in REAL upstate new york), and the new mountain dragons huddle together for warmth with *checks notes* no place to call home.

“How is the education system in your world? What do your characters learn (or hypothetically would learn)?”
This is not connected to magic lol. Basically the school system (in the caves) runs on a block schedule that is fairly identical to my sixth grade year of school. The difference, though, is what classes they take. Stuff like “flying and fighting”, and “hunting” and “reading and writing,” and “algebra.” (okay maybe those last two were a little normal.) Basically they learn a large variety of things that are helpful to them in common life. These things are what keep them fed, and what keep them interesting.

“Does magic affect the government of your world? If so, how?”
Girl. I swear to god. NO. NO IT DOESN'T. The leader of the caves has a magic power, but that doesn’t matter because no one cares. The leader of the plains doesn't have a magic power, but that doesn’t matter because no one cares. The two major leaders of the are Shiny and 13. 13 has a magic power, Shiny does not. No one cares about this. What they care about is that Shiny is a dragon and 13 is a human. This is not a magical conflict. It is, quite honestly, a racial conflict (that I didn’t really mean to make while I was originally writing) that uses magic as a plot point. That is it.

Part 3: Joint Workshop
Workshop: https://scratch-mit-edu.ezproxy.canberra.edu.au/discuss/topic/489378/?page=1#post-4942459
Note: I’m moving away from Dragons of the Caves now. Thanks for at least scrolling past my original work world building, I’m very normal about them. I’m gonna be doing world building for my Minecraft AU now lol. This is a very fun, yet very stressful weekly to do at midnight to five in the morning.

El shivered against the back wall of her house. It was cold here. She didn’t even know it could be cold here. (Maybe the reason for that was because she always spent all her time inside, fighting to avoid the terrifying city that awaited her outside.) But now, after an explosion had snapped all her windows in on themselves, sending tiny sharks all over her room and effectively trapping her in the corner, she was cold. It also smelled… really bad.

She had forgotten it smelled like that.

Outside her broken windows, she watched as several flighted hybrids flew across the sky, clearly fleeing something. A couple songbirds, a brown bat, and finally a dragonfly. She shuffled her own wings. Realizing, as if for the first time, that whatever caused the explosion that broke her windows also might have started a fire.

Nervously, she stood up. Her feet were protected in diamond coating, but she would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little scared of a glass shard getting in one of the cracks of her boots. She glanced around herself to check if there was anything of worth that she would want to get out of the way of a fire, and was immediately saddened when the few things she owned were already stored away in her inventory.

She sighed and flickered her wings, lifting off the ground and flying out of the way of some of the glass. At the actual window though, she opted to fold her wings as tightly to her back as possible. She would brave cuts on her hands and knees, but not on the wings that were her only way out of a possible fire.

At the window, (with glass digging painfully into her palms) she looked around. Unsurprised when she spotted a fire in a building a bit down the block. There were a couple of blaze hybrids who were clearly trying to put it out (the fire and heat simply didn’t get to them), but not enough to do anything of value against it. Out of the window, she watched as some of the flighted blazes floated into the air, clearly struggling to find a balance between flying and setting everything on fire as they struggled to save those in upper windows.

Reminded of what she was doing, she flicked her wings again. They buzzed reassuringly. (But just in case, she reached through her inventory and chugged a fire resistance potion.)

With that, she hopped up onto the windowsill, and jumped. She waited a second before opening her wings, making absolutely sure that she had cleared the window before watching herself. When she opened them though, she could not force herself to fly away from the fire.

In the highest window of the burning building, she watched as a cat hybrid hysterically cried. She was holding a baby, and clearly didn’t have elytra to glide out of the building herself. Around El, hundreds of flighted and elytra owning people were speeding away from the blaze. Many without a single glance at the people in the upper floors (who the blazes were clearly unable to reach.)

El growled, her hands twitching slightly as a dragon hybrid swept past her. Causing her to spin. A dragon hybrid. Someone who could fly and also resist the heat. She could fly, yes, but she wasn’t really sure if going into a burning building with bug wings was a very good idea. Of course, there were some flighted people helping those in the building, but no one had gotten to the cat hybrid, and the fire was creeping steadily up the floors, punching out the windows as it went.

She shook her head aggressively. It didn’t matter if the fire got her, she had fire resistance on. (And besides, she would most likely respawn anyway. Which was something she couldn’t say about the other people in this part of the city.)

She sped towards the window, and the decision was immediately made worth it as the mother cat hybrid looked at her. The expression wasn’t really of a good emotion, but it was certainly a reaction, and she did look incredibly glad.

The window was already open, so, with flames licking at her feet, El held out her arms to the mother. Instead of handing herself over though, she offered her baby, “You’re a fly hybrid,” she said, clearly trying not to cry any more than she already was, “Your wings probably aren't strong enough to hold me.”

El did see the point in this, but she hadn’t taken on a job transporting things over far distances for nothing. (And thanks to that practice, her wings were a lot stronger than most other insect hybrids.) “Ridiculous,” she said, holding out her hand to the woman (though the baby was now safely nuzzled into her other arm, “I’m not ready to have a child, you’re coming with me too.”

The mom took a deep breath, the tears on her face falling once more as the fire reached El’s knees. “Okay,” she whispered, reaching out a hand to her, “Okay.”

El grabbed the hand, handing the baby back to the woman as she flew a little closer, basically pressed against the wall as she grabbed the cat hybrid. (Marriage style, so as not to get in the way of her wings.)

As soon as her weight was off the windowsill, and into her arms though, El immediately dropped a few feet. Not a gigantic deal, the fire was only about up to her waist, but the woman screamed as her tail touched the flames.

Seeing this, El sputtered to the side, losing height with every second but getting clear of the fire just as the floor they had just been on crumbled through the others. Around her, other flighted people were carrying other formerly trapped people, all in varying states of disrepair. As she began to drop more severely, she noticed a gast hybrid with one child in each tentacle, and another two in their arms. (They were struggling to keep in the air just as much as she was.)

Another flighted person dropped right out of the air next to her. Worriedly she noted their hummingbird wings, realizing that she was going to be doing the same fall any second now. (Thankfuly for her, and the hummingbird, they weren’t very far from the ground now.)

Just as she had expected, a few more seconds were all she could manage, and her wings gave out about five feet off the ground. It wasn’t a terrible fall, but she still tried to get on the bottom of the pile (with the baby miraculously on top.)

On the ground, the cat mom laughed. She was okay, the baby was okay, whoever this random fly hybrid was was okay. They were safe and she couldn’t be more glad about it.

Gameknight thundered down the stairs, vaulting around a pile of clothes and a few empty soda cans as he made his way to the digitizer. He was out of school for the summer, and his dad said he could celebrate by spending a whole day in Minecraft if he wanted to. Normally parents wouldn't let their child spend twelve to twenty four hours on a computer, but in a computer was entirely different! (He could get quite a bit of exercise in there.)

Behind him he heard his sister Jenny following, she would be digitizing herself too, and with a rush, Tommy noticed the slamming of the door that only his friend Shawny could make. “We should wait for Shawn,” he said to his sister, grabbing her wrist as she went for the digitizer, “So we can all get digitized at once.”

She pouted at him, but drew her hand back, her foot impatiently tapping as Shawny practically fell down the stairs. “My mom said I could sleep over,” he said, near breathless from what Gameknight could only assume had been a run across the neighborhood, “She’s gonna pick me up at noon tomorrow.”

Gameknight nodded, a grin plastered on his face. “I’ll set it for nine hours then, so we have time to do other stuff when we get sent back.”

Shawny nodded and grinned at him. “Great idea.”

Seeing that they had decided on a time, Jenny reached for the digitizer impatiently, clearly wanting to be the one that actually zapped them. Gameknight squatted down on the ground, and Shawn plopped down next to him. They waited for a few seconds before Jenny followed their move, lying down on her back as the digitizer counted down from ten.

Gameknight was buzzing with excitement, and it was all he could do to lay down himself. (Shawny quickly followed his move, getting his head safely on the ground with only two seconds to spare on the timer. Apparently neither boy had originally thought to make sure their heads didn’t hit the ground when they were transported into the digital world.

One.

Two…

Flash! Gameknight’s vision was all zeros and ones for a moment, but after just a second, the familiar blocky treeline came into view. He smiled and looked down at his strangely angular fingers. Yes. This was were he felt at home.

!! Big Deals at Red Glow - Buy one get one free and other deals !!

- In addition to adding a new wing to our store, Red Glow has decided to use its tenth anniversary to give out products at dramatically reduced prices! For one redstone lamp you can (for a limited time only) pay diamond shards that weigh into a gram. (They will be used for testing of new redstone inventions.)

- Ever run out of the redstone dust itself? Well now you can pay for two stacks for the price of one! And look at the amount of the dust, we have NOT reduced the size of the original stack. (Unlike some of our competitors.)

- We will also be selling our premium redstone torches for one diamond per stack. (Our usual price is two diamonds and three normal torches.) These torches are able to push a signal farther, can keep away mobs in a five block radius, and do not make the same electric buzzing that some other store’s variations create.

- Check out behind the store and press the button! You will be assigned a coupon to a random item in our store! Due to our up to date redstone, you can only pick one coupon per day, but inside there are tutorials of how to make this invention yourself, so don’t get too upset.

- In honor of the tenth anniversary on Saturday, we at Red Glow will also be putting on a dance for anyone with a membership to the store. There will be exclusive inventions being sold by genuine craft makers, music played by only the most high quality noteblocks, drinks (including alcohol and endersafe water), and other refreshments. Come inside today and buy a membership if you don’t already have one! They offer exclusive perks like lower prices, earlier access to goods, and socials like the one this saturday. So be sure to stop by at Red Glow this Saturday! For more information, check the website. (Accessible inside.)