A story using the word 'Blimp'.

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October 25th, 2077 was the day everything began to get better. From then on it was called Bounty Day. Every year on that day, we celebrate with feasts, because we can. The feasts are only possible because of the Bounty, so it makes sense that feasting is how we go about marking it.

I was a girl of fifteen when the Bounty crashed into the side of Grey Mountain — the backdrop to our town…