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Clover Tale πŸš€ πŸ”–

Finn turned. The massive, blue-spotted mushroom he had been standing next to just moments ago was gone. In its place was a flat, grey void that looked like a hole in reality. His heart hammered against his ribs. The legends were trueβ€”the Mist was a thief of memories and places. "How do we stop it?" Finn whispered.

Finn jumped, nearly dropping the orb. An old snail, its shell etched with glowing runes, slid into the light. "The Valley hasn't seen the Black Mist in three generations, little one. It doesn't just hide the world; it takes pieces of it. Look behind you." Clover Tale

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