THE BOY

And so the night went on. With a bunch of smores and silly talking. In moments like this, it's common to forget all the perils of a long journey. The witches and wolves. The magic rivers and haunted castles.

For the first time, Max had friends.
And he was liking it.
He wonders what Mum would think of him now.
Would She be proud?
... He doesn't know anymore.

"Welp! I'm getting sleepy. Tomorrow is a big day. We shall rest if we want to cross the Bridge soon. Good night, friends!"

"good night, rabbit. gotta get some beauty rest hoho. good night, max, dear!"

"Good Night, Maryl. Good Night, Mr. Rabbit."

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