As she hit branches and brush and soft vein like weeds on her way into the ground, she thought about what a long fall this was and how her head was still stinging with the pain of the initial blow.
Finally she hit the ground and began to cry. She cried and cried and cried until a little impish creature ran up to her and begged her to be silent.
"Alaska," he said, "for heaven's sake, please stop your crying and be still. You may have little fear of the creatures that haunt these woods but I am only two feet tall and with my toe being the way it is, I can't run like you can."
His ears stuck out and pointed in opposite directions like pixie ears. His eyes were slanted but much too big for his fat little face. His rather large cheeks and buck teeth, however, made Alaska laugh as he quickly hushed her. He did not have whiskers but his mustache hung down to his belt and his pointy goatee resembled that of an actual goat with the exception of it too, hanging down to where he tucked it into his pants.
His dirty, brown cotton pants had holes all over them and he had no shoes or shirt. His belt was made from some kind of leather but as Alaska looked closer she decided she didn't even want to know what kind of animal leather it was.
As she stood up, she noticed that her clothes had changed as well. Her pants had turned into a loin cloth and wrap of wolf leather and she wore a shirt made of golden leaves sewn together. Near her on the ground was a spear with a button on the side that she decided not to engage lest it rendered the spear less effective.
"Purple toe?" said Alaska.
"Well I'm not Koonham, leader of the vicious cat monsters..." said Purple toe, "and honestly, do you see the color of my toe? What else would I be called."
"You're a little grumpy grumpster aren't you?" said Alaska.
Purple toe didn't reply but instead made a very moody face with his top lip pointed up and it reminded Alaska of the look her mother gave her father when he was being smart with her. While doing this, he slowly raised his hand and lowered his head and pointed in the direction they were going to go.
They walked through the Forrest and Alaska noticed that the sharp blades of fanned out bush leaves seemed to be larger than the ones she'd remembered in the world above. As she looked above her, she also noticed sky; not the same one as at home but a looming lit up sky with a chain of stars that always shone; even when the sun was high in the sky.
Like a long forgotten memory, Alaska felt like she new this place. More unusual, though, was that she felt like she'd been here for a long time.
After an hour of walking through some of the strangest vegetation she'd ever seen, that all looked over-sized, she saw the silo and a group of green men harvesting unusually large cabbage...
"Where are we?" said Alaska.
"Why your home, of course," said Purple Toe, "the place you were born and raised to be queen of; the place that you think of something and it becomes reality through the magic in this land. Welcome to Alaska, Alaska."
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