Book3:WereMyDreamIs

arthquakeandtsunami.ThistimetheytoldyouyoldpacewasintadyournationaltreasuresofthemagicbowandarrowhadbeenrecoveredandareinsafekeepingatWhiteFairy’stempleinthemountains.Don’tyouthinkthatthesethreeletterswouldgivemeenoughmaterialtowritealong,movingandmysteriousnovel?Couldyougivemethelowdownandtellmethefullstory?IwouldprefertoknowallthedetailsbeforeIbeginwriting.Ijustwanttowritedownthisamazingstoryfortheworld.Thechtbelongstoyoualone.”

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