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A small river lies ahead of you. The water is running quickly and the waves are loud as they glide over large rocks. As you approach, a lion slowly pulls himself out of the water. His white mane is wet and his wings are droopy. He almost looks-- drowned. His expression is filled with heartbreak. And suddenly, he spoke. βFeel free to look around. There are many items I have found deep in the river, all can go for a price.β You nod, taking a look at the different things. Small butterflies begin to dance around you, their blue shimmering wings flap quietly. The area in which youβre in is a small place next to the running water. Itβs shaded from the sunlight, some large rainforest leaves provide cover. After awhile of waiting around for you to choose something, the lion submerges himself back into the cold, shimmering waves.
