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Lorne glanced behind herself, double checking that Barnaby was distracted. He was, the anxious cat was pacing around, scanning the wide halls for if there was anyone approaching that might take his precious treasures. With this reassurance, Lorn let out a disgusted huff. The items, piled in a sad corner, were more than a little grimy, and stood out to her as stuck in the past. They weren’t being kept for their utility, but rather what they meant to the big folk. Lorn grabbed a...

Flowers parted gently around Cedric as he pushed onward through the Slumberlands. Sound traveled oddly here, his sword should make noise where it clanked against his key, but he could barely make out the slightest ‘tink’ sound each time. Which would be fine if everything was just muffled but rather noise just seemed to come from an offset location to its point of origin. Every step he took had an odd chance of being heard, sometimes sounding like another Minikin stalking him from behind, ...