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Rumour has it that a solitary dwarf has moved to the island of Elio and Rama. There are no huts and no rubbish. Just a rock where she sits. The ice slowly melts, giving rise to a geyser. Steam from the spring covers the area, forming a small dome.

It is hard to tell what is happening there, but one can feel life flowing more freely as one approaches the bridge, even though visibility is poor.

Running away would be easy.

My duty lies with these lands.

I must protect them from the witches’ webs.

We Must.

(Amoy)

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