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"Alone Together" by angel_star7
"We are all alone." Tormund says, leaning his head back, looking at the sky.
"Those purple clouds are moving fast,* Roberta adds.
One day has passed already for the duo, leaving them with only two left before the Darkest Faerie's clouds overtook the eastern Kingdom of Brightvale. Many of the neighbouring towns have already fallen, Tor and Roberta's only safe refuge being Brightvale.
They have done their research in the library, finding out some more information. All they know at this point was that they absolutely needed Fyora's Rod that was buried deep under Meridell.
But how could they possibly get there? The bridge to Meridell is out, and there is no other way to get there. Everyone in Meridell is under the strange effect of the clouds, and there seems to be absolutely no hope.
Roberta plays with the necklace she keeps around her neck. This special amulet they had both received and were tasked with to never...
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