The Legend Begins

A long, long time ago, in a far-away place, a tall mountain stood over a vast, green jungle. A waterfall tumbled from its very top, thousands of feet to an unimaginably deep lake below.

Early one morning, something glinted in the water at the top of the falls, catching the first rays of the golden sunrise that touched the mountain's top. The object sparkled like a jewel as it fell. For a moment, the glittering item was lost in the tumbling water of the falls, but it reappeared and then disappeared many times during its long descent. 

At the bottom, the roar of the water as it struck the deep waters of the lake was deafening. Foam and spray splashed everywhere and filled the air with shimmering rainbows. The shiny object was gone, nowhere to be seen. But then, in a quiet ripple that circled out and away from the great thundering falls, it appeared. Bobbing up and down — a bottle, a simple bottle. In it was a yellowed parchment — a note.

What was written on the note? Who was standing at the edge of the lake to see the bottle fall and retrieve it? Why was he, she, or it there? Tell us what happens next. Help us write the story of ZooKazoo.