THROUGH THE PAGES AND AGES OF TIME GONE BY IS A SMALLISH PLACE THAT EXISTS ONLY IN MEMORIES. IT’S NAME IS POPPY SOX AND IT LIES WITHIN THE REALMS OF NEVERMORE. IN POPPY SOX, THE SKIES ARE DARK AND THE DRAGON STILL FLIES, AND THE RULES OF OLD STILL STAND. YOU WON’T FIND IT ON ANY MAP OR RECORDED IN ANY JOURNAL, ONLY IN THE DREAMS AND MINDS OF THOSE LONG IN THE TOOTH WITH WIDE EYED WISDOM. WITHIN THIS DOME OF NIGHT LIVES THE POPPETS. UNLIKE SILLY FAIRIES AND ELVES, THEIR ONLY PURPOSE IS TO PROTECT THE SOULS OF LONG DECEASED HUMAN CHILDREN. AS GUARDIANS, THEY CARRY ALL THE LOST MEMORIES AND ENERGY OF THESE CHILDREN IN A TINY LOCKET GRACED WITH THEIR PHOTOGRAPH. THE POPPETS LIVE FOREVER, AS DO THE LIVES OF THOSE THEY SERVE.
