With tenderness (albeit difficultly, as they were short and him, kind of heavy), Meryl helped Max to get up, whispering softly to warm his mood, even if a little bit.

“y-yeah, dear, we’ll get this fixed. then everything will be fine, okay? but i need you to walk just a little more. we… we’re almost done.”

“O-ok. Thank you Meryl… you’re s-such a good friend.”

Dear Graces. Meryl felt like their heart would explode from within their chest.

They kept walking and, indeed, just as Meryl the Mole said, they finally reached the end.

They were back at the beginning.

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