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211 Wellington City
Author: Freshko
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Four days had passed since Kevin left Green Dawn Village.

The journey north took him through various terrains—dense forests, vast meadows, and valleys filled with plants he did not recognize. The map given to him by Philips was very helpful, showing relatively safe routes and points where he could rest.

On the fourth day, Kevin felt something different.

The air around him changed. It was fresher, purer, with the scent of flowers that were incredibly fragrant. And the ground beneath his feet—whi
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