Transcription: After being imprisoned underground for 47 days, it was a delight to breathe this salty air. Well, said my uncle, do you feel strong enough to go for a stroll? Certainly, was my ready answer. Nothing would give me greater pleasure. In the distance I saw a strange forest. It consisted of straight trunks with tufted tops like sun shades. It's a forest of mushrooms, cried my uncle. He was right. There were thousands growing up to 40 feet in height. New wonders were everywhere. Around us were other groups of trees like those on Mother Earth, but of a phenomenal size. There were flowering ferns as t ...
