Pondathon II: A New Companion Quest! Tea Time and a Good Book with Judy Lin

Pondathon II is a year-long gardening-themed readathon hosted by The Quiet Pond! Help us restore the forest by reading to earn plants and decorate your own garden. For more information about Pondathon, read our Readathon Information Post or check out our Pondathon II Portal.

The story:

Looking around you, you see all the Pond friends – including fellow visitors and friends of the Pond – coming together to help and nurture the forest and the land to grow. You feel a little sense of pride, knowing that everyone has come together for this.

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Pondathon II: A New Companion Quest! Finding Your Food Soulmate with Alechia Dow

Pondathon II is a year-long gardening-themed readathon hosted by The Quiet Pond! Help us restore the forest by reading to earn plants and decorate your own garden. For more information about Pondathon, read our Readathon Information Post or check out our Pondathon II Portal.

The story:

You’ve been hard at work, helping the Pond friends grow, prune, trim, and dig. Your garden is coming along – and the Pond friends have given you so many compliments for your garden so far! – and you’re excited for another day helping the forest grow back again.

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Pondathon II: Prologue – Bring Out Your Hats, Gloves, and Sunscreen! It’s Time to Garden! [Sign-Up and Character Creation]

Pondathon II: The Quiet Pond's Story-Driven Readathon

Pondathon II is a year-long gardening-themed readathon hosted by The Quiet Pond! Help us restore the forest by reading to earn plants and decorate your own garden. For more information about Pondathon, read our Readathon Information Post or check out our Pondathon II Portal.

The story:

“Here’s the plan,” announces Xiaolong, standing atop a rock for extra height (because she does actually need it). “The forest helped to protect us when we needed it, but a lot of forest sprites lost their homes.”

“The plants and the trees and the flowers aren’t growing back as they used to be,” mumbles Cuddle, holding Party, her stuffed otter plushie, closer to her chest. Gen nods sadly, and you notice that his garden patch hasn’t quite been the same. 

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Pondathon: The End – The Battle is Over

Pondathon: Readathon side-quest available!

New to the Pondathon’s story?
Read this prologue first
 or read the previous chapter.

You close your eyes, reaching within you for a spell that will save Xiaolong. You remember everyone’s bravery, as they fought and protected and did everything within their power to save the Pond. You think of the warmth of your friends’ love, how their friendship feels like a home that could weather any storm, typhoon, or quake. You think about how you, small as you may be, are here, and that in itself is something incredible.

As all of your memories and your feelings and the immensity of your small power come together, a grand power rises within you. It feels like all the light in the world, the stars and the cosmos bursting behind your eyes. You feel limitless, infinite. You believe.

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Pondathon: New Side Quest Available – The Final Spell

Pondathon: Readathon side-quest available!

New to the Pondathon’s story?
Read this prologue first
 or read the previous chapter.

With the first morning light, its soft glow shining on the Pond, the forest begins to wake – and so does Sprout’s magic.

As the trees arouse from their rest and the flowers unfurl, Sprout can now feel the hum of the forest, the hum of life. Everything in this world is connected, Sprout knows. A young shoot and an old oak may weather different worlds, but they are still connected to one infinite well of the earth – the greatest and oldest magic of all.

For Sprout, magic isn’t summoning or harnessing raw elements into power. Rather, they intertwine their magic with that of the earth. For Sprout, magic is openness, feeling, connection. Sprout inhales, and with their deep and steady exhale (and a slight wobble of the sprout on their head), they branch out with their magic – intertwining their magic with the roots buried deep into the earth, feeling the flutter of a leaf in a distant tree, and the drop of morning dew fall onto the Pond.

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