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... happening?’

Princess Eleanor started running around in the darkness. She did not know where to roam. Her body was feeling lightweight. She did not know where to go anymore. No matter where she looked, there was only darkness and no light.

Princess Eleanor’s body was shivering and her throat was dry. No matter how hard she tried she could not come up with any solution. "Help, someone please help"

Princess Eleanor shouted but all she could hear was her own voice. No matter ...

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