Fantasy fiction; Oz (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction
19 Another Wishing Pill
20 Rulers East and North
CHAPTER 1
The King of the Ozure Isles
Far to the North, walled in on all sides by the craggy slopes of the
Munchkin Mountains, lies the great Lost Lake of Orizon. And glittering
on its blue bosom, like a large and lovely necklace, rest the Ozure
Isles of Oz. Now Oz itself, this mysterious land about which we read
and hear so often, is a large oblong Kingdom divided into four smaller
Kingdoms with the Emerald City in the exact center. Here dwells Ozma,
the present ruler, a little fairy of great gentleness and power. While
all the Kingdoms in Oz are subject to Ozma, each has its own special
sovereign.
For instance, the Northern Country of the Gillikens is governed by the
Good Witch Tattypoo; The Red Land of the Quadlings, by Glinda the Good
Sorceress of the South; the Western and Yellow Empire of the Winkies is
under the kindly control of Nick Chopper, the Tin Woodman of Oz; the
blue Munchkin Country is governed by a King of whom nothing much has
been heard for many a long year. But be that as it may, it is in the
Munchkin Country that the great Lost Lake of Orizon lies.
The waters of Orizon are deep, salt and dashing, so that it is more
like an inland sea than a lake. On ancient Oz maps Orizon is marked by
a large blue circle, but so steep and impenetrable are the paths over
the mountains, so beset with dangerous beasts and yawning chasms, few
travelers have glimpsed its sparkling waters, or the islands rising so
dazzlingly from its center. On Oz maps to-day, Orizon is not shown at
all, and the Lost Lake and its jeweled islands have long since been
forgotten by the merry inhabitants of Ozma's Kingdom.
Except for the blue gulls that circle endlessly over the Sapphire City
of Cheeriobed, no one thinks of, or visits the Ozure Isles, at all.
Yet in the whole curious Land of Oz is no Kingdom more interesting or
delightful. There are five of the Ozure Isles, each small and sparkling
with flashing cliffs of iridescent gems and shores honeycombed with
caves and jeweled grottoes. Instead of pebbles, the beaches are strewn
with precious stones, opals, rubies and amethyst, turquoise and
pearls, but more numerous than any other of the precious stones are
the glittering sapphires that color the whole island realm with their
dazzling blue light, and from which Cheeriobed, the King, has fashioned
his capital City.
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