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An Island of Cherished Things

Once loved by a little girl, Kiiara, a plastic doll, is now discarded and floats in the Pacific Ocean. Entangled in the Great Pacific Garbage Patch, she is snatched up by a seagull and transported to Easter Island. There she comes to life, meets other toys, and begins her quest to learn about the abandoned magical statues called the Moai. Created by a tribe of ancient people who cut down all the trees to build and cherish the statues, the people disappeared when all the trees were gone, leavi

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An Island of Cherished Things

Once loved by a little girl, Kiiara, a plastic doll, is now discarded and floats in the Pacific Ocean. Entangled in the Great Pacific Garbage Patch, she is snatched up by a seagull and transported to Easter Island. There she comes to life, meets other toys, and begins her quest to learn about the abandoned magical statues called the Moai. Created by a tribe of ancient people who cut down all the trees to build and cherish the statues, the people disappeared when all the trees were gone, leavi

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Island of Cherished
Things

Written by Illustrated by
Ram Devineni Syd Fini
Susan Brennan Neda Kazemifar
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Island of Cherished
Written by
Ram Devineni
Susan Brennan
Illustrated by
Syd Fini
Neda Kazemifar
Things
“An Island of Cherished Things” is published by Power of Priya, an imprint of Rattapallax, Inc. Protected
under Creative Commons license: Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International.Copyright
© 2024 by Rattapallax, Inc. All rights reserved. Scan the comic book’s pages with the Artivive
augmented reality app to view animation, real-life stories, films, and other interactive elements that
take you beyond the story. “An Island of Cherished Things” is made possible in part with public funds
from the National Endowment for the Art and New York State Council on the Arts with the support of
New York State Governor and the New York State Legislature. ISBN Digital: 978-1-892494-78-8
Kiira
was once someone’s
favorite doll.
Together, they floated
through the days as if
on their own island.
But favorites are
sometimes misplaced…

cast aside or set adrift.

Favorites aren’t forever.


Kiira traveled far and away from the Child she loved.

Where was the Ocean


taking her?
For months, Kiira circled in
the ocean’s currents, until…
A seabird plucks up Kiira and
takes her to an island
forgotten by everyone.
On the silky sand of
the magical island,
a breeze circles her.

Her cheeks flush –


a sparkle dances in
her new tiny heart.
Does this mean she is
alive?
“Oodles of welcomes
She hears footsteps
to you, fellow toy!”
crunching towards her.
Other toys are alive too?

“I am Gruz Gruz!
This is Sabita Robot!”
Sabita Robot lengthens
his arms to help her stand,
“What happened to your leg?”

“Thank you, My name is Kiira.


A strange bird with an orange ring
around its eye flew away with my leg.”

Gruz Gruz hands


“We will help you Kiira a walking stick.
find your leg!”
Other toys, who were also brought to
the island by the ocean currents,
crowd to meet Kiira.

“Who are the Giants?”


Kiira asks.
“They never ever
speak. No one knows
what their silence
means,” replied the
blue-haired toy.
Gruz Gruz tugs on Kiira, “Chop chop lollipop!
We gotta go. Our trek won’t be a skip and a hop.”
The Milky Way spills across the dark sky.
Sabita Robot’s eyes light the path of earthy lumps and bumps.
Gruz Gruz points to the glowing top of a volcano where
the StarMan, a bizarre and ancient toy, lives.
Up the steep, ashy clamber to the molten rim, the toys cling
to each other. A sudden wind pushes down on the little toys.
Together, they tromp steadfast along the cliff path.
Polar Lights twist around the full moon. Colors flicker
off the chubby face of the StarMan. In a shushed voice,
he tells them an ancient story.
“I fell from the deep ocean above.
Past glowing stars and curly clouds,
and like you, I fell under the spell of
the Mo’ai, the Giants.”

“The Mo’ai told me I was brought


to life by an ancient magic found
deep within the volcano that
created this island.”

“The island is home to animals,


plants, the Mo’ai, and now us.
Together we create a
delicate web of life.”
“The spirits of the volcano are
rumbling and angry. The island is
being polluted by people who have
never even been here.”

“I’m afraid the lava will burst


with a fury and melt the island
forever into the ocean.”

“The Mo’ai were looking


for brave friends to protect
the island, but all they ever
got was us stray toys.”
The Starman points, “Far across
the island, those noisy seabirds build their
nests made of scraps, junk and loot.
Your leg is sure to be there.”

Kiira, Gruz Gruz and


Sabita Robot set out on
their journey to find her leg.
They find many animals of
the island tangled in trash.
After months floating in the
ocean’s gyre, Kiira knows all
too well how fearful it feels
to be trapped and alone.

She wonders, “Will I ever


again be anyone’s favorite?”

Maybe they can be


each other’s favorites.
There’s that seabird!
The chase is on!
Gruz Gruz reaches,
“Grab my fur!
I’ll pull you over!”
The land crumbles
beneath Kiira’s feet.
There it is. Kiira’s leg.
How will they ever get
to the top of the
gargantuan Mo’ai?
WHIR-ZZZING!
Sabita Robot hurls his arms
fifteen feet to the top of
the Mo’ai’s head. Kiira and
Gruz Gruz scramble up.
Kiira peers into the nest. Carefully, she grasps her long-lost leg.

Suddenly, the seabird swoops in — but Kiira’s grip is


too strong for her leg to be taken again.

The seabird
dives for Gruz
Gruz instead.
Kiira tosses her leg
to the seabird to
save Gruz Gruz.

“Stay away from


Gruz Gruz!”

The toys lose their


balance and fall
down – down - down.
BZZZT-OOSH!

The Mo’ai merge their mystifying


powers and release Kiira’s leg
from the seabird’s bristly beak.
Kiira thanks the Mo’ai.

The row of Mo’ai slowly


roll open their stone
eyes and turn their
gazes towards the
toys. And finally smiles.

Hearts pump as Kiira leads


the toys in a jubilant parade
for the Mo’ai.
“Thank you for taking care
of our island. We are a little
less lonely with you all here.”

Delighted, the Mo’ai invite the toys


to stay and become the keepers of
the island. The toys agree.
Together, they spend their
days sharing stories, mending
the island’s beauty and building
forever friendships.
The Ocean continues
to bring toys to the enchanted
island. No one knows why.

Maybe the Ocean knows more than


people will ever know. Maybe the
Ocean knows that love is
never lost – that love can drift
until it finds its home.

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