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“Oh, I see! In your hometown, they must believe elves don’t exist outside of your town! That explains everything!” She grabs my hand and starts dragging me again. “This is the blacksmith! Hi, Mr. Oakcarver! This is Soph, my new friend!” I allow her to drag me, practically a decorative ornament. I think my eyes might be popping out of my head. Cobblestone streets, thatched-roof houses, boxes of flowers outside the windows, this is totally a fantasy village! “This is the rune shop!” “WHAT NOW?” I yell. “AH! RUNE SHOP! IT’S MAGIC!” I stare through the window at the runestones, dark gray stone with glowing characters in them. “What does that one say?” I yell, pointing at one displayed in the window. “Uh, I don’t know. Only mages know what they say.” “Can I get a souvenir?” “What’s a souvenir? Let’s go, only mages can buy runestones.” “Aah.” I let her drag me by the arm like a sled. “That’s the bakery, the mill, the granary, the bathhouse, the town hall, the market square, the-” “A REAL FANTASY VILLAGE!” I scream. I’m being dragged on my back like a sled by Fern, who’s pulling me by the arm like I weigh absolutely nothing. I’m not exactly seeing any of the things she’s talking about. “Can you let me get up?” “Oh, sorry!” she says. I can practically see the chibi dot-eyes. “Uh-huh.” “How did you like the tour of Summer Falls!” she says brightly. It sounds less like a question and more like a statement. “Um, I didn’t s-” “Great! Let’s go to the barn and cuddle baby dragons!” “WHAT NOW
