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"We've been walking for ages,
Phratis can't you like use some sort of fairy dust,
To make me fly, like in the fairy tales?"

"Well not everything is accurate in fairy tales,
As I've told you I wouldn't be much help,
Because dimensions here we know are nonexistent.
We should be greatful that I was able to even caste a spell."

"I hope she's okay,
How would Russell help?
How will she able to capture the Rogue of Youth?"

"Nothing much,
They have to fight an evil fairy."

"What!?
You left her alone to fight a evil fairy,
That to with Russell,
That idiot can't even kill a fly,
He is too much of a peace believer of that."

"They're not,
They will do anything to keep the happiness of their sister safe."

"He- they always do that,
They always kept me first,
Gave up their happiness just to see me happy ones.
I am so happy they have you."

"I am happy I have them,
And friends like you two."

They finally reached the end point of the trail,
They saw a Hind injured,
It couldn't move,
It appeared to be enchanted.

"Look the silver feet"

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