“I’ll find a way. A way to save this world. To banish this horrid Witch away and bring light to this land once again.”

Meryl the Mole held their sarcasm, in respect to his naive hope. They weren’t exactly the most optimist person of the world.

“do… do you think this is possible?”

Mr. Rabbit had a somber look on his face.

*“Honestly? I don’t know, probably not. But it doesn’t hurt to try.” *

“there is nobility in that. have you find any answer, already?”

“Sadly, not much. As I said, there isn’t to learn from ruins and grasslands, at least not with the given context, which I do not hold. Of course, there is the Castle, but it is locked, Graces know how long. But maybe… maybe the answer is outside of here.”

“outside? what do you mean?”

“Outside the land. Past the Mountains of Desolation.”

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