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Eighty One

Cassie's POV

The Precious stone Isles had appeared to us time and once more the excellence of solidarity and concordance. As we proceeded our travel, our bond as Gatekeepers of Adjust developed, and we couldn't offer assistance but feel a significant association not as it were to this magical domain but moreover to each other.

Our following goal was an island decorated with colossal, old trees that extended towards the sky. It was domestic to the Treefolk, delicate monsters who devoted their lives to supporting and securing the towering trees that characterized their realm's adjust.

"These trees are the columns of our world," one of the Treefolk clarified, their voice resounding just like the stirring clears out over. "We accept that by caring for them, ready to keep up agreement inside our domain."

I observed in wonderment as the Treefolk tended to the old trees, their massive hands supporting fragile blooms. "Supporting these trees could be a captivating way to put through the heart
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