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... Munchkin Country]
"Road of yellow brinks?"
Puck’s brows furrowed as she read the name aloud from a wooden sign embedded firmly into the ground. The sign itself looked strangely pristine—smoothly carved and the lettering sharp as if it had been etched yesterday.
Beneath it, the path split.
Yellow bricks stretched out in two distinct directions, branching away. The road to the east looked more inviting. Not because it was safer, but because it looked as tho ...
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