It’s Here
Author: Cindy Chen
last update2024-09-19 19:14:18

Lizzie’s eyes narrowed as she leaned forward, the weight of everything they had just discussed pressing down on her. “So, where exactly is it, Calvin?” she asked, her voice low but urgent. “Where is the Fountain of Health?”

Calvin looked at his sister, his expression somber yet determined. “It’s here,” he said simply. “In this city.”

Lizzie’s mouth fell open, shock and confusion etched across her features. “What?” she whispered, almost as if she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You’re telling me that the Fountain of Health is here, in this city? How do you know?”

Calvin took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving hers. “Think about it, Liz. Why did Mother bring us here in the first place? I can sense it now, after the dream!” He paused, letting his words sink in. “She knew something, Liz. She was hiding us, protecting us. And now, looking back, it all makes sense.”

Lizzie shook her head slowly, trying to process everything. “But... I still don’t understand. How can you be sure t
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