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05/02/07(Wed)13:00:03 No.26069595I decided to remember this place as a potential home, but my journey was far from over. After exchanging many fond farewells, I visited my friend, a kind and wise dragon who had told me about his own travels through the years, and he agreed at once to take me to the Wikipedia Project, which he had visited and learned from many times in the past. And so we went, first southward to avoid the viral batteries of the nearby archipelago, stopping for a bit on a friendly land en route, and then westward across the Sea of Memes, until we landed on the northmost point of the network. I thanked the dragon for his great help and friendship, and he left to tell the others I had arrived safely. Having been softened considerably by the furries, I sharpened my mind with the vast knowledge Wikipedia had to offer. On the map I marked some of the libraries I lingered most on.
I learned that much of much of Wikipedia's content was taken from the land across the Straits of Web, a land that was directly exposed to the Sea of Culture. I crossed with the weekly ferry, making a homebase for myself in Deviant Art. Having admired the great works of many of the citizens here, I contributed my part to the society as well, but I was met with scorn from the professional critics and the gifted artists, and so I left once again. Heading due north across the land, I crossed the border into Last.fm, but did not linger. I procured another boat with the scant earnings I had made from my art, and set into the sea again. Travelling westward, I discovered a little-known river called BitTorrent. It appeared to contain fresh content from Broadcaster, fueled by the many leaks in their corporations. It was clear that this river, freely flowing into the Sea of Culture, was what made the surrounding lands so wonderful. Having explored the river, I returned to the sea and continued west. |