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Where am I?
I wake up in the middle of a field. Looking around, I don’t see Taran anywhere. In the distance, I see what I believe is Tantallon Castle. It looks restored. Looking around, I notice there is no road; everything is quiet. The landmarks I saw last time are gone.
Taking a step, I notice my clothes are different. The dress I’m wearing is a teal blue with a metallic thread design woven into the bodice. As I begin making my way towards the castle, I wonder what happened. Did I go back in time? Is this all a dream?
Walking through the village, everyone stops to look at me. Seeing everyone stare makes me wonder if there is something in my hair. What is so special about me that the villagers are all watching me?
When I make it to the castle doors, I tell the guard that I’m there to see Prince Taran. The guards laugh, “He isn’t looking for another companion. I’m not sure how far you’ve traveled, but you wasted your time. The prin
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