"HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY SON! What do you want? A skateboard? A trip to the park? Oh, and your uncles and aunts are going to pay you a visit!"
"Ma...I want answers."
"Answers? That's an unusual thing to ask for your birthday. Uhh...okay. What's your question?"
"Who's my father?"
"*Sigh* I think it's time to tell you everything. Get dressed. We're going to give your father a visit."
The little male rabbit got dressed up.
He and his mother went into a cave.
It has the greenest grasses the kids could see through his life.
There were small bits of beautiful flowers spread through the patch.
There was a statue in the middle.
"He is...my father?"
"Yes...he's still alive. He went back into the canyons, saying that he would pay a friend a visit. He never came back."
The mother gave her son a little box.
"A mask?"
"His mask. The same one he wore."
"Cams! CALM DOWN!"
"Mickey, why am I supposed to calm down?! Skeith ran away! My son ran away!"
"He's going to the canyons. He's going to search for his father, and you know it."
"CAMS!"
Snow shouted while running towards their house.
"There are other kids reported to be missing, or runaways."
"Oh no..." Cams uttered
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The Dreamland
FantasiA group of unlikely animals started to ask themselves who can they trust as the herd travel to find The Dreamland. Will they survive the a week of travel with their unlikely companions? How are they going to face such dangers when if they can't feel...
