Tality's Booth - Journey to the Abyss

In a morose, impassive voice, a sand-yellow mare in a suitably off-putting costume extolled, "Come one, come all, I invite thee to join me on a journey to the very edge of the possible, the very deepest wells of what could still be loosely called reality. This is no mere haunted house, come and traverse with me the living wormhole, and visit the demesne of the Lady of the Lake, a patron of authors and artists that twists their creations to swallow their reality and witness what she has collected. Walk with me through the forest of forgotten foals, and sample the buffet of stars. If you wish, we may also stop by the red alleys betwixt the lucidscape and the 'neath, where all manners of forbidden delights can be satisfied. Simply take care to not tarry, for the depths will not easily give you up again. We all came from there, and it is a jealous mother." "Each tour takes five minutes out here, possibly much longer on the inside." * * * Before the carnival, Tality had gotten a look around. She could offer food, like she'd originally planned, but there was plenty of that already. Why not offer something that only she could? It took a little time to get set up, but not as much as you'd think. She made sure to keep it all hokey-looking enough to not scare passersby. But the inside was another story. She'd try to only go as far as her clients wanted, but, well, if she got a little carried away a quick trip by the blazing light of Radiance would be enough to put everything right again. There was no way this could go wrong.